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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 8. (ed. Frank Moore) 4 0 Browse Search
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10. the battle above the clouds. The day had been one of dense mists and rains, and much of General Hooker's battle was fought above the clouds, which concealed him from our view, but from which his musketry was heard.--General Meigs to Secretary Stanton. By the banks of Chattanooga watching with a soldier's heed, In the chilly autumn morning, gallant Grant was on his steed: For the foe had climbed above him with the banners of their band, And the cannon swept the river from the hills of Cumberland. Like a trumpet rang his orders: “Howard, Thomas, to the bridge! One brigade aboard the Dunbar! Storm the heights of Mission Ridge, On the left the ledges, Sherman, charge and hurl the rebels down! Hooker, take the steeps of Lookout and the slopes before the town!” Fearless, from the northern summits, looked the traitors, where they lay, On the gleaming Union army, marshalled as for muster-day, Till the sudden shout of battle thundered upward its alarms, And they dropped their idle
mber 24, 1863. Left — Right! Left — Right! Left — Right!--March! Steady men!--so! For silent we go To rescue our country from tyrant and foe. Not a word my good men — not a sound, Save the tramp of your tread, Till you win the mountain's topmost head, Where trenches and breastworks stand circling them round. Not a shout! no hurrah! Not a musket-shot; Nor the scream of a shell, As nearer you draw. Not a trumpet's blast, Not a bugle's note, Till blind with the daze Of your bayonet's blaze Your loud hurrah shall sound their knell Left!--Right!--Left!--Right! Steady ye freemen!--so! Now forward we go-- Rushing o'er abattis, breastwork, and wall, Victorious! in triumph o'er Slavery's fall! Shouting paeans. Io! to our glorious stars; Hurrahing loud anthems to the Red, White, and Blue, As they fly with their bright constellation of light, Proclaiming to traitors and tyrants in flight, That Victoria Apteryx Victoria Apteryx--the Wingless Victory. dwells ever with you. C. D. Meigs