. Four years of fighting : a volume of personal observation with the army and navy, from the first battle of Bull Run to the fall of Richmond . , facing death, firing not,intent only to get at the foe and win victory with the bayonet!They smash the windows, batter down doors, driving or cap-turing the foe. Loud and hearty the cheers of the regiments upon the othershore. The men of the Nineteenth and Twentieth Massachu-setts would give anything to be there. All the while the can-non are roaring, hurling solid shot and shell into the doomedcity. They leaped in the rocking offered wh
. Four years of fighting : a volume of personal observation with the army and navy, from the first battle of Bull Run to the fall of Richmond . , facing death, firing not,intent only to get at the foe and win victory with the bayonet!They smash the windows, batter down doors, driving or cap-turing the foe. Loud and hearty the cheers of the regiments upon the othershore. The men of the Nineteenth and Twentieth Massachu-setts would give anything to be there. All the while the can-non are roaring, hurling solid shot and shell into the doomedcity. They leaped in the rocking offered where one could go;And the breeze was alive with laughterTill the boatmen began to row. Then the shore, where the Eebels fringed with a gush of flame,And buzzing, like bees, oer the waterThe swarms of their bullets came. Not a whisper! Each man was consciousHe stood in the sight of death;So he bowed to the awful presence,And treasured his living breath. And many a brave, stout fellow, Who sprang in the boats with mirth,Ere they made that fatal crossing,Was a load of lifeless 146 FOUR YEARS OF FIGHTING. [Dec. * > -5. I?* s .frSl gey35 O « 9 aCD (jj . o -» co * * » £{§ =3 C O £ gffl^S v^-7 b g £ s to ^l-SScgOC-gff £ r2«o«.b?5cSocscs H So o -^ ci m -i* io o n c» ffl 2 CO £ £ « » • g3o5«3£co 1862.] BATTLE OF FREDERICKSBURG. 147 But yet the boats moved onward;Through fire and lead they drove,With the dark, still mass within them,And the floating stars above. Cheer after cheer we 6ent them,As only armies can, —Cheers for old Massachusetts,Cheers for young Michigan! They formed in line of battle;Not a man was out of with levelled steel they hurled themStraight in the Rebels face. O help me, help me, comrade!For tears my eyelids drown,As I see their starry banners Stream up the smoking town. * When the bridge-builders saw the soldiers charge up the hill,they too caught the enthusiasm of the moment, and finishedtheir work. The other
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