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art beats high and holy, As with measured step they go, For they stand between their firesides And the invading foe. The battle rages fiercely; Has raged since break of day; And Sherman's fatal battery, With corpses, strews the way. Cries Beauregard, with thrilling voice, As is the trumpet's call, "Forward, brave comrades, to the charge, That battery must fall!" Six Hundred gallant Georgians-- With quickened step they go; And fearlessly they follow Their leader, brave Bartow. Oh! Ge Sixty of the Six Hundred Stand round their leader now, But death's eternal shadow clouds His vainly-laureled brow. Oh! Georgia's glorious chivalry! The loved ones and the brave! Who poured their blood like water out, And died that they might save! And Beauregard, the Conqueror, Rides up and bares his head-- --Uncovered, I salute The Georgia Eighth," he said, When history shall reckon Of this day's deeds the fame, Oh! whose shall be the glory? And whose shall be the shame?