Zzzan inspiring theme.
But now another theme inspires the song.
Lowly it may be, but it awakes the soul to patriotic pride, to love and tears.
The private soldier!
He who heard the call his State had made to fight in freedom's cause.
Who left his home and all his loved ones there, with laughter on his lip, but with a tear-dimmed eye. Who on the march, in heat and cold of summer sun and wintry blast, still trod the path of duty with unfaltering feet—who barefoot, ragged, starving, stood true to his country firm in freedom's cause.
These privates in the ranks!
These famished men!
But see them when the day of conflict comes!
With maddening yell they spring upon the foe, and wave their flag in triumph o'er the field, or sleep there with the slain.
This is the theme to-day.
One bard is missing from this mighty throng.
'Tis he whose voice is sweetest of them all; who tuned his harp to melancholy dirge, and sang of freedom and our ‘deathless dead.’
His harp is laid aside; his voice is hushed; his stainless soul has flown up to his God, and with the seraph choir he joins the anthem of redeeming love.
The poet's dead; but when his soul took flight another caught his mantle when it fell; and Gordon
now takes up the harp and sings harmonious with the inspiring theme.