Lee.
by A. J. Requier.
‘ First of a race of heroes, whom the Fates-- Welding the wonders of an Iron Age--
Have reared to pace its ocean-bounded stage,
And wield the thunder of patrician States
On cannon-smitten seas and mountain gates;
Chief among chieftains!--christian, scholar, sage--
Whose truth grows loftier for the conflict's rage,
And when the victor's laurel wreath elates--
Thy genius and thy virtues have been made,
A people's heritage! and, doubly crowned,
Thy Fame shows Richmond wrenched from ramparts round,
With ghastly gunners in the trenches aid;
Then points exultant to the flory hail
That hurled their kin through Shenandoah's vale.
’
