...ells, made liquid-soft in Southern air, had been a benediction in the life of the city. But the words of her poets could not avail the doomed city when, in 1865, Sherman's army marched north from Savannah . Timrod, now a citizen of Columbia, wrote his greatest lyric, , which comes nearest to of all the poems of the war in its indignation and power. He reproaches the idle hands and craven calm of t...