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An English Combatant, Lieutenant of Artillery of the Field Staff., Battlefields of the South from Bull Run to Fredericksburgh; with sketches of Confederate commanders, and gossip of the camps., Chapter 44 : (search)
Robert Underwood Johnson, Clarence Clough Buell, Battles and Leaders of the Civil War: The Opening Battles. Volume 1., chapter 14.53 (search)
The Annals of the Civil War Written by Leading Participants North and South (ed. Alexander Kelly McClure), Stonewall Jackson's Valley campaign. (search)
Robert Lewis Dabney, Life and Commands of Lieutenand- General Thomas J. Jackson, Chapter 12 : Winchester . (search)
Benson J. Lossing, Pictorial Field Book of the Civil War. Volume 1., Chapter 22 : the War on the Potomac and in Western Virginia . (search)
James Redpath, The Roving Editor: or, Talks with Slaves in the Southern States., My third trip. (search)
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 1. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 6 (search)
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my country. by Augusta cooper Kimball. I tremble, O, my country!
for thy long exalted name; For the purity and glory that has gathered round thy fame; For the ancient blood-bought altars, where the fires of Freedom burn, Enkindled from the ashes of each Pilgrim Father's urn: I tremble, O my country!
lest the lamp that flamed of yore, And lit thy crown of radiance, shall burn for thee no more. Are there not spirits brave, among the sons of patriot sires, To stand beside these menaced shrines and guard the sacred fires? Shall Justice no true champions find?
shall Tyranny take down From Freedom's light-encircled brow her star-enameled crown? It cannot be — I'll not believe that Truth has fought in vain, And left thee, O my country!
with a deeper, viler stain. And yet I live so anxiously!
as mothers watch and fear, When Death seems almost hovering around the loved and dear; Or, as a maiden on the beach, stands with a shuddering form, And knows the one light of her life, is