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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 12. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 22 0 Browse Search
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Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 2 12 0 Browse Search
The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 4. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier) 10 0 Browse Search
The Photographic History of The Civil War: in ten volumes, Thousands of Scenes Photographed 1861-65, with Text by many Special Authorities, Volume 9: Poetry and Eloquence. (ed. Francis Trevelyan Miller) 10 0 Browse Search
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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 30. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 8 0 Browse Search
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Cambridge History of American Literature: volume 2 (ed. Trent, William Peterfield, 1862-1939., Erskine, John, 1879-1951., Sherman, Stuart Pratt, 1881-1926., Van Doren, Carl, 1885-1950.) 6 0 Browse Search
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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 18. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), chapter 17 (search)
ech and more inspiring than the harp of song, stimulate the living to emulate the virtues of the dead, and keep alive in us the sentiments and qualities which make our martyrs' lives sublime and make their memories our inheritance and an inspiration for all who come after them. The following beautiful original poem was then recited by Mrs. Luther Manship: Sentinel song. When falls the soldier brave Dead, at the feet of wrong, The poet sings and guards his grave With sentinels of song. Gray ballads, mark ye well, Thrice holy is your trust; Go, halt by the field where warriors fell, Rest arms, and guard their dust. Go, wearing the gray of grief, Go, watch o'er the dead in gray; Go, guard the private and guard the chief, And sentinel their clay. And the song in stately rhyme, And with softly sounding tread Go forth to watch for a time, a time, Where sleep the deathless dead. When marble wears away And monuments are dust, The songs that guard our soldiers' clay Will still fulfi