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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 1. (ed. Frank Moore) 2 0 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Index, Volume 1. (ed. Frank Moore) 2 0 Browse Search
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 3. (ed. Frank Moore) 1 1 Browse Search
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25. the land we love. by Mrs. Emeline S. Smith. The land we love! the land we love! How shall we sound its praise to-day? Such hope and fear our spirits move, We cannot sing-we can but pray. Oh! Star of Promise, shine again, From out these cloud-enveloped skies! O, heavenly Light, our path make plain, Through the dark mists that round us rise! Since last to these fair vales and hills We saw the hues of autumn come, What desolating griefs and ills Have frowned o'er Freedom's sacred home! Now vainly all these splendors smile On wooded height and winding shore; They cannot saddest thoughts beguile, Or charm us as they charmed of yore. In vain bright harvests gleam around; In vain fair plenty crowns the year; No heart to joy's light thrill can bound While warfare's heavy woes are near. Oh! worse than in that weary time When patriot sires their toil begun! When, struggling long with hope sublime, This goodly heritage they won. They rose against a foreign foe; They battled with an ali
70. our National flag. by Emeline S. Smith. Who said that the stars on our banner were dim-- That their glory had faded away? Look up, and behold! how bright, through each fold, They are flashing and smiling to-day. A few wand'ring meteors only have paled-- They shot from their places on high; But the fixed and the true still illumine the blue, And will, while old Ages go by! Who said the fair temple, so patiently reared By heroes, at Liberty's call, Was built insecure — that it could not endure-- And was tottering e'en now to its fall? False, false, every word; for that fame is upheld By the stoutest of hearts and of hands; Some columns unsound may have gone to the ground, But proudly the temple yet stands. Who said there were murmurs of grief in our midst, When loved ones departed to-day? Alluding to the departure of the Seventh Regiment. Ah, no!--'twas not so — every heart hushed its woe, And gave them “God speed” on their way. With their banner above, loving glances
, R. I. Regiment, Doc. 124 Smalley, —, Judge, charge to the Grand Jury of New York, D. 14 Smead, Abner, Lieut., expelled from the U. S. Army, D. 24 Smidt, John C. T., Doc. 135 Smith — a regiment of the name P. 57 Smith, Abel, Col. 13th Regiment N. Y. S. M., Doc. 143; expedition of, Easton, Md., D. 96 Smith, Albert N., Lieut., Doc. 162 Smith, C. H., speech at Union meeting, New York, Doc. 117 Smith, Caleb M., D. 76 Smith, Edwin M., D. 52 Smith, Emeline S., P. 51 Smith, Marshall B., D. 75; P. 133 Smith, —, Rev., of Wheeling, D. 62 Smith, Samuel, captures a secession flag, D. 77 Smythe, Henry A., D. 77 Snyder, Lieut., U. S. A., narrow escape of, at Fort Monroe. P. 56 Song for battle, by C. B., P. 105 Song for the Times, by L. F., P. 64 Song for the Union, read at a meeting at Detroit, P. 46 Song of Columbia's Daughters, P. 51 Song of the Irish Legion, P. 73 Song of the Southern women,<