.... Driving them from each position, Like the wild hunt, on we go, Till they yield without condition: Thus we overcame the foe. In the west the sun sinks glorious, And our work is fully wrought; Roanoke sees us victorious, Quicker than we erst had thought. Bolder grew the fearless bearing Of our Burnside from that day; “Up!” he cries, “ye men of daring! Up! once more unto t...