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t viewing; There is that grit in the human mind, However gentle, or good, or kind, That is always to double its fist inclined, When near where a fight is brewing. The rebel guns waked a fearful note From our rifled cannon's open throat, And our shells flew fast and steady. The battle is over — the strife is done-- The Stars and Bars from the forts have run-- The blow is struck, and victory won-- Beaufort is ours already! And then we sailed to the beautiful town, Where we tore the emblem of treason down, And planted the starry banner; And the breezes of heaven seemed to play With its folds in a tender and loving way, As though they were proud to welcome the day, And the old familiar manner. A thrill pervaded the loyal land, When the gladdening tidings came to hand; Each heart felt joy's emotion! The clouds of gloom and doubt dispersed, The sun of hope through the darkness burst, And the zeal the patriot's heart had nursed, Burned with a warmer devotion. --Boston Sat. Gazette, Nov. 16