Gettysburg: A Battle Ode (George Parsons Lathrop Poems)
IVictors, living, with laureled brow,And you that sleep beneath the sward!Your song was poured from cannon throats:It rang in deep-tongued ...
IVictors, living, with laureled brow,And you that sleep beneath the sward!Your song was poured from cannon throats:It rang in deep-tongued ...
IDeep, smoldering colors of the land and seaBurn in these stones, that, by some mystery,Wrap fire in sleep and never ...
IThe trumpet, with a giant sound,Its harsh war-summons wildly sings;And, bursting forth like mountain-springs,Poured from the hillside camping-ground,Each swift battalion ...
IAh, who shall sound the hero's funeral march?And what shall be the music of his dirge?No single voice may chant ...
"Who is Blackmouth?" Well, that's hard to say.Mebbe he might ha' told you, 't other day,If you'd been here. Now,-he's ...
Helen, in her silent room,Weaves upon the upright loom;Weaves a mantle rich and dark,Purpled over, deep. But markHow she scatters ...
The sun had set;The leaves with dew were wet:Down fell a bloody duskOn the woods, that second day of May,Where ...
Beauty and splendor were on every hand:Yet strangely crawled dark shadows down the lanes,Twisting across the fields, like dragon-shapesThat smote ...
"There, on the left!" said the colonel: the battlehad shuddered and faded away,Wraith of a fiery enchantment that left onlyashes ...
IVeteran memories rally to musterHere at the call of the old battle days:Cavalry clatter and cannon's hoarse bluster:All the wild ...
"How shall we honor the man who creates?"Asked the Bedouin chief, the poet Antar;-"Who unto the truth flings open our ...
The soul of a nation awaking,-High visions of daybreak,-I saw;A people renewed; the forsakingOf sin, and the worship of law.Sing, ...
"Go," said the star to its light:"Follow your fathomless flight!Into the dreams of spaceCarry the joy of my face.Go," said ...
Valleys lay in sunny vapor,And a radiance mild was shedFrom each tree that like a taperAt a feast stood. Then ...
Strike hands, young men!We know not whenDeath or disaster comes,Mightier than battle-drumsTo summon us away.Death bids us say farewellTo all ...
To-day I saw a little, calm-eyed child,-Where soft lights rippled and the shadows tarriedWithin a church's shelter arched and aisled,-Peacefully ...
I"Dying of hunger and sorrow:I die for my youth I fear!"Murmured the midnight-hauntingVoice of the stricken Year.There like a child ...
Sons of the youth and the truth of the nation,Ye that are met to remember the manWhose valor gave birth ...
O wholesome Death, thy sombre funeral-carLooms ever dimly on the lengthening wayOf life; while, lengthening still, in sad array,My deeds ...
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