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Alfred Roman, The military operations of General Beauregard in the war between the states, 1861 to 1865 273 19 Browse Search
Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing) 181 13 Browse Search
William Tecumseh Sherman, Memoirs of General William T. Sherman . 136 4 Browse Search
Benson J. Lossing, Pictorial Field Book of the Civil War. Volume 3. 108 0 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 7. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 106 2 Browse Search
Jefferson Davis, The Rise and Fall of the Confederate Government 71 5 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 10. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 57 5 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 8. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 56 2 Browse Search
Horace Greeley, The American Conflict: A History of the Great Rebellion in the United States of America, 1860-65: its Causes, Incidents, and Results: Intended to exhibit especially its moral and political phases with the drift and progress of American opinion respecting human slavery from 1776 to the close of the War for the Union. Volume II. 54 4 Browse Search
The Photographic History of The Civil War: in ten volumes, Thousands of Scenes Photographed 1861-65, with Text by many Special Authorities, Volume 3: The Decisive Battles. (ed. Francis Trevelyan Miller) 49 1 Browse Search
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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 8. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 17 (search)
f treason-- The bannered Cross! Oh! never! When darkness draped our country's sky, And none could comfort borrow From scourging foes and scowling woes, That flag sprang forth in sorrow! Wrong gave the Stripes — hope wrought the Stars-- Ah! those old grandsires able, From pain to hallowed peace, at last, They passed — the good, the noble, The murdered brave — to glory! When swarming foemen thronged our shores, Hard pressed for food and rifles, Our god-like sires, they fought and starved, Nor shrunk at such mere trifles; Enrapturedly to death they went, And still as slaughter crowned them, The glittering Stars, turned to the skies, Hung proudly, grandly round them, That flag, in battle gory. Down many a vista'd year since then, Enshrined in hoary honor, Nobly with martial step hath marched Our grand old veteran banner! Unhallowed hands of godless wrong Now threat that badge we cherish; Charge! sons of old Columbia, then! Ere that flag fall, we perish! the Stars and Stripes for
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 8. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 108 (search)
ng, And father and son swell the ranks of the slain. Their trumpets are sounding slave emancipation! What genius awoke that harmonical strain, Or charmed it to slumber in vile degradation, Till union extinction had kindled the, flame? Ye sons of Columbia, your rigor surrender, The sun of your glory descends into night; Your grandsires, who bled for your freedom and splendor, In union combined ye — then why do ye fight? Your maidens are sighing amidst their devotion, For loved ones laid low in thts unfettered their prison deserted, Surveyed them with horror, and fled in dismay. Be still, little baby, your mother is weeping-- In secret she whispers the name of her dear, Your father, so young and so noble, is sleeping-- The wail of his darling falls dead on his ear. Oh! when shall Columbia her freedom inherit, And peace, like an angel, descend with a smile; Or fate send a hero, with Washington's merit, To stay the red surge that overwhelms the soil? --From Glasgow (Scotland) Penny Post
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 8. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 129 (search)
to the world-- The progress of our race depends--Our Flag shall stay. unfurled! Our Flag shall stay unfurled, Our Flag shall stay unfurled! Though Freedom's foes may plot her death, Yet while a patriot holds his breath, Our Flag shall stay unfurled! Here God has smiled — here Peace has reigned — all tongues have utterance here; Here Faith is free to choose her creed — no despot's stake is near; Here reigns an empire without walls, a wonder to the world: And shall this fabric be dissolved? Columbia's Flag be furled? Our Flag shall stay unfursled, Our Flag shall stave unfurfledl! Though Freedom's foes may plot her death, Yet while a patriot holds his breath, Our Flag shall stay unfurled! Float on, thou emblem of the age — defence on land and sea! O God of hosts! in humble faith, we trust our cause to thee! Then traitor's plots and tyrant hordes against us may be hurled-- Yet shall our Flag victorious wave, the hope of all the world! Our Flag shall stay unfurled, Our Flag shall stay u
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 8. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 131 (search)
eams? Where Bunker Hill and Monmouth field Shot terror to the oppressor's soul, And wrote, wi:h many a flying pen, Their protests on a bloody scroll? And shall hour-born oppression spurn These creeds to alien tyrants taught, And Freedom's beauteous limbs enthrall, Or bind the lightning of her thought? Shall her unwilling hands be made To forge the insignia of her shame; Her tongue to speak, her pen to write, A flamling falsehood on her fame? Say, ye who stood on Trenton's height, Shall thus Columbia's freemen write? No! never while one spars remains Unquenched of freedom's altar-fires, Which still may shoot aloft in flame, Fanned by the memory of our sires; No! not till every patriot's blood Is poured upon the sword to rust, And Liberty, without her shield, Trails her bright garments in the dust; Not till the mother fails to teach Her offspring, with a zeal divine, The foeman's rights, baptized in blood, At Bunker Hill and Brandywine; And not till this, and not till then, Shall dawn
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 8. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 168 (search)
heir country's name and fame, Might be conquered in the fray, And insure us triumph's day. Alexander, brave and bold, In the chivalrous days of old, Did not nobler deeds perform In the stirring battle-storm, On Europa's bloody soil, Than our hardy sons of toil, Have, when so intrepidly Battling for our liberty. Nor did brave Leonidas-- When was stormed the bloody pass At old-time Thermopyloe-- Strike with nobler gallantry With his dauntless Spartan band, Fighting for their native land, Than Columbia's sons of Mars, Warring for the Stripes and Stars. Honor to the hero-slain! They who for their country's gain, In the nation's gloomy night, Left their homes and firesides bright; So that this, our favored land, May again take up her stand In the van of nations, where She e'er stood through peace and war. When war's clarion blast shall cease And the swift-winged bird of peace, Soaring over hill and glen, Bears the olive-branch again-- Will these slumbering warriors be, In their country's me