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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 305 (search)
llinois regiments occupied a position above the Fort. The four Illinois regiments held their ground full three hours. Nearly one third had been killed and wounded. Yet the balance stood firm. O gales that dash th‘ Atlantic's swell Along our rocky shores! Whose thunders diapason well New-England's glad hurrahs-- Bear to the prairies of the West The echoes of our joy, The prayer that springs in every breast: “God bless thee--Illinois!” Oh! awful hours, when grape and shell Tore through th' unflinching line; “Stand firm, remove the men who fell, Close up and wait the sign.” It came at last, “Now lads the steel!” The rushing hosts deploy; “Charge, boys!” --the broken traitors reel-- Huzza for Illinois! In vain thy rampart, Donelson, The living torrent bars; It leaps the wall, the fort is won, Up go the Stripes and Stars. Thy proudest mother's eyelids fill, As dares her gallant boy, And Plymouth Rock and Bunker Hill Yearn to thee--Illinois. Boston, February
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), 119. Acrostic. February 22, 1862. (search)
119. Acrostic. February 22, 1862. Jehovah, mighty arbiter in earth below, Ere morning stars together sang, in heaven supreme, From thy eternal throne a people see this day Fall down adoring at thy seat of love and power, Evincing in the hour their trust in thee their God. Redeemer, thee invoking, we implore in love, Send down thy blessings rich on our loved land. On him, the people's choice, send wisdom down. Nor in him be their lack of any attribute Demanded in his post exalted under thee. A people's leader, honored more than a crowned king, Versed in all statesmanship, a soldier bred and tried, In unison the people's voice bids “rule and lead.” Send, Lord, this gift we ask — we trust in thee alone. --Charleston Cour