Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 10.
Reverend J. William Jones, Ed.

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V.

And here and there, some tattered shred
     Of war-worn battle flag is shown,
And touched with awe — for roll of dead
     Has linked its name with glory's own.
Again it waves where cannons roar
     On Chickamauga's hard fought ground;
Or where Stone River's waters pour,
     And blood and stream are mingling found.

VI.

Kentucky's sons I Your dead lists bear
     Of noble worth, full many a name
Whose honor is Kentucky's care,
     Whose memories highest place may claim.
Helm, Hanson, Breckenridge — entwines
     A people's love these names among;
As sacred places, be their shrines,
     In words that ring their deeds be sung.

VII.

Nor yet to living less. Brave band,
     Regathered at this Bugle Call,
Know this — as comrade's hand grasped hand,
     In pride Kentucky greeted all.
Reunion sweet I No trace of strife,
     Save only shadows softened down,
Whence, lessons learned, enrich each life,
     Till, warfare o'er, each wears a crown.