. Bugle echoes; a collection of the poetry of the civil war, northern and southern . ealing trump and drum ; Till, answering back from hill and glenThe rallying cry afar, A Nation hoists the Bonnie Blue FlagThat bears a single star ! By every stone in Charleston Bay, By each beleaguered town,We swear to rest not, night nor day, But hunt the tyrants down !Till, bathed in valors holy blood The gazing world afarShall greet with shouts the Bonnie Blue Flag That bears the cross and star! Annie Chambers Ketchum. TO THE AMERICAN PEOPLE. That late, in half-despair, I said: The Nations ancient life is
. Bugle echoes; a collection of the poetry of the civil war, northern and southern . ealing trump and drum ; Till, answering back from hill and glenThe rallying cry afar, A Nation hoists the Bonnie Blue FlagThat bears a single star ! By every stone in Charleston Bay, By each beleaguered town,We swear to rest not, night nor day, But hunt the tyrants down !Till, bathed in valors holy blood The gazing world afarShall greet with shouts the Bonnie Blue Flag That bears the cross and star! Annie Chambers Ketchum. TO THE AMERICAN PEOPLE. That late, in half-despair, I said: The Nations ancient life is dead;Her arm is weak; her blood is cold ;She hugs the peace that gives her gold-The shameful peace, that sees expireEach beacon-light of patriot makes her court a traitors den,—Forgive me this, my Countrymen! Oh, in your long forbearance to suspect the treason planned,Enduring wrong, yet hoping goodFor sake of olden brotherhood,How grander, how sublimer the roused Eagles call ye from slumber to the fightFor Freedom and for Chartered Right!. XAVAL HEROES OF THE CIVIL VvAR. POEMS OF THE CIVIL WAR. 41 Throughout the land there goes a cry:A sudden splendor fills the sky;From every hill the banners burst,Like buds by April breezes nurst;In every hamlet, home, and mart,The fire-beat of a single heartKeeps time to strains whose pulses mixOur blood with that of Seventy-Six! Draw forth your million blades as one !Complete the battle then begun!God fights with ye, and overheadFloats the dear banner of your , and the glories of the Past,The Future, dawning dim and all the holiest hopes of man,Are beaming triumph in your van ! Slow to resolve, be swift to do !Teach ye the False how fight the True!How bucklered Perfidy shall feelIn her black heart the Patriots steel;How sure the bolt that Justice wangs;How weak the arm a traitor brings ;How mighty they, w^ho steadfast standFor Freedoms Flag and Freedoms Land !Bayard Taylor. THE TWO
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