...arched they forth to take the mountain, though the soil should drain life's fountain-- Surged they onward 'gainst the giant rocks like the sea's tumultuous waves. “Forward! Forward!” Geary shouted, as their dancing colors flouted The chilly breeze that 'mong the mountain shadows played; Borne upon the wings of glory, like gnomes of ghostly story, They sped onward, and with wild char...