Battlefield, 1916 . ted long that bright and starry hilltop was a merry, gorgeous sight, And older people shouted with great skated oer the lake in the moonlight Because the ice was firm as firm could distant sleighbells tinkled merrily. A gray-haired man looked on the drifting thoughts came floating to him cheerily Of happy boyhood days of long ago—And thus the winters day came to its close; Both to the young and old, it brought repose. Lelia Marie James. SI1?P §>ptrtt of Wih Mnt^t Oer the Heights of Old Marye, At the Rappahannocks head,Hover the spirit
Battlefield, 1916 . ted long that bright and starry hilltop was a merry, gorgeous sight, And older people shouted with great skated oer the lake in the moonlight Because the ice was firm as firm could distant sleighbells tinkled merrily. A gray-haired man looked on the drifting thoughts came floating to him cheerily Of happy boyhood days of long ago—And thus the winters day came to its close; Both to the young and old, it brought repose. Lelia Marie James. SI1?P §>ptrtt of Wih Mnt^t Oer the Heights of Old Marye, At the Rappahannocks head,Hover the spirit of General Lee And the spirits of those he led. They have watched the South as it forward sped; They have seen how the nation has made greatgain;And over the fields,- where once lay their dead, Now wave the heads of the golden grain. And now the South on its forward rush. Will neer forget its leader dear,And oer the hills there will come a hushAs it thinks of the spirits that hover near. Hannah Elizabeth
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