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Cornfield Point (Maryland, United States) (search for this): chapter 126
res--“O my brother!” then he cried. And he bore the body back again, and laid it 'neath the moon, Ah! 'twas shame and pity, noble youth, thy spirit fled so soon; For with speed the news was bruited, at the coming of the dawn; Through the Southern camp a tremor ran — a noble heart was gone. “He deserted, and he perished.” But they said it not with scorn. For denied all leave of absence, yet his heart was ever true; And upon the wings of love to meet his own sweetheart he flew. She was o'er Potomac's water, far beyond its swelling tide Was the fair one who, betrothed to him, had sworn to be his bride, And you ne'er would find a nobler pair in all the world beside. Who shall dare convey the news to her? If any be so bold, Let him pray for nerves of triple strength, and heart that's icy cold! They be few can stay a woman's tears, or soothe her in distress; Since the balm so offered fails to heal, e'en silence wounds her less; And proud manhood, when it deigus to bend, is rough in te
Ovid (Michigan, United States) (search for this): chapter 126
42. the double desertion: an incident of the war. by H. D. Atwood. Serius aut cities sedem properamus ad unam.Ovid: Met. x. 32. It was moon-light on the waters, and the stars shone clear and bright, And the sentry's musket glistened through the shadows of the night, As he paced his lonely round upon the fair Potomac's shore, While he thought of home and kindred that might never greet him more; And his hand drew forth a locket that beneath his vest he wore; That to him was greater treasure and more precious than the mine, Where bright gems are found in clusters, and the sparkling metals shine; For enshrined he saw the image of the maid to him most dear-- Thrice he raised it to his lips, and still again he held it near, While affection in his bosom claimed the tribute of a tear. Soon he started — from the distance came what seemed a stealthy tread, And he crouched beneath the shadow when some tangled branches spread: Then he listened — cocked his musket — put his locket 'neath his<
H. D. Atwood (search for this): chapter 126
42. the double desertion: an incident of the war. by H. D. Atwood. Serius aut cities sedem properamus ad unam.Ovid: Met. x. 32. It was moon-light on the waters, and the stars shone clear and bright, And the sentry's musket glistened through the shadows of the night, As he paced his lonely round upon the fair Potomac's shore, While he thought of home and kindred that might never greet him more; And his hand drew forth a locket that beneath his vest he wore; That to him was greater treasure and more precious than the mine, Where bright gems are found in clusters, and the sparkling metals shine; For enshrined he saw the image of the maid to him most dear-- Thrice he raised it to his lips, and still again he held it near, While affection in his bosom claimed the tribute of a tear. Soon he started — from the distance came what seemed a stealthy tread, And he crouched beneath the shadow when some tangled branches spread: Then he listened — cocked his musket — put his locket 'neath his<