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80. the Virginia mother. by Edna Dean Proctor. My home is drear and still to-night, Where Shenandoah murmuring flows; The Blue Ridge towers in the pale moonlight, And balmily the south wind blows; But my fire burns dim, while athwart the wall Black as the pines the shadows fall; And the only friend within my door Is the sleeping o'er, And the antlers hang by the sunset door. What drew our hunters from the hills? They heard the stormy trumpets blow; And leapt adown like April rills When Shenandoah roars below. One to the field where the old flag shines; And one, alas! to the traitor lines! My tears-their fond arms round me thrown-- And the house was hushs colors grasped as in death he lay: And Courtney-well, I only knew Not a man was left of his rebel crew” . . . . . . My home is drear and still to-night, Where Shenandoah murmuring flows; The Blue Ridge towers in the pale moonlight, And balmily the south wind blows; But my fire burns dim, while athwart the wall Black as the pines