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Browsing named entities in a specific section of Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore). Search the whole document.
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Brandywine (Maryland, United States) (search for this): chapter 93
Sumterville (South Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 93
Yorktown (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 93
Massachusetts (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 93
Berkshire (United Kingdom) (search for this): chapter 93
A voice from camp.
As we approached the battery, he fell, waving his sword, and shouting: We are men from Massachusetts!
Don't fire on us!
We are men of Massachusetts!
And from Berkshire to Cape Ann. We will rally for the Union of our fathers, man to man! The beacon-light of Sumter gleamed o'er our hills of pine, And lighted up a war-path for the Massachusetts line, And now, we wave our starry flag along your Southern sky, Beneath its folds to conquer, or in its shroud to die; No coward in our rear guard, no braggart in our van, While we battle for the Union of our fathers, man to man. We are men of Massachusetts!
and we cannot soon forget The leaguered wall of Sumter, and its broken parapet; We saw the clouds roll outward and upward to the sun, We heard your empty boasting, one hundred men to one; We stumbled in the gloaming, on our dead at Baltimore ; But our wives forgot their weeping, and from farewells we forebore, As, from hearthstone unto hearthstone, the hurri
Baltimore, Md. (Maryland, United States) (search for this): chapter 93
Cape Ann (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 93
A voice from camp.
As we approached the battery, he fell, waving his sword, and shouting: We are men from Massachusetts!
Don't fire on us!
We are men of Massachusetts!
And from Berkshire to Cape Ann. We will rally for the Union of our fathers, man to man! The beacon-light of Sumter gleamed o'er our hills of pine, And lighted up a war-path for the Massachusetts line, And now, we wave our starry flag along your Southern sky, Beneath its folds to conquer, or in its shroud to die; No coward in our rear guard, no braggart in our van, While we battle for the Union of our fathers, man to man. We are men of Massachusetts!
and we cannot soon forget The leaguered wall of Sumter, and its broken parapet; We saw the clouds roll outward and upward to the sun, We heard your empty boasting, one hundred men to one; We stumbled in the gloaming, on our dead at Baltimore ; But our wives forgot their weeping, and from farewells we forebore, As, from hearthstone unto hearthstone, the hurrie
Charleston (South Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 93
A voice from camp.
As we approached the battery, he fell, waving his sword, and shouting: We are men from Massachusetts!
Don't fire on us!
We are men of Massachusetts!
And from Berkshire to Cape Ann. We will rally for the Union of our fathers, man to man! The beacon-light of Sumter gleamed o'er our hills of pine, And lighted up a war-path for the Massachusetts line, And now, we wave our starry flag along your Southern sky, Beneath its folds to conquer, or in its shroud to die; No coward in our rear guard, no braggart in our van, While we battle for the Union of our fathers, man to man. We are men of Massachusetts!
and we cannot soon forget The leaguered wall of Sumter, and its broken parapet; We saw the clouds roll outward and upward to the sun, We heard your empty boasting, one hundred men to one; We stumbled in the gloaming, on our dead at Baltimore ; But our wives forgot their weeping, and from farewells we forebore, As, from hearthstone unto hearthstone, the hurrie
New Bern (North Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 93