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Basil Duke (search for this): chapter 15
ested this; a few lines are borrowed from it. Kentucky's banner spreads Its folds above our heads; We are already famous in story. Mount and make ready then, Brave Duke and all his men; Fight for our homes and Kentucky's old glory. Chorus— March! March! Brave Duke and all his men! Haste, brave boys, now quickly march forward inDuke and all his men! Haste, brave boys, now quickly march forward in order! March! March! ye men of old Kentuck! The horrid blue coats are over the border. Morgan's men have great fame, There is much in a name; Ours must shine today as it ever has shone! The Southern Marseillaise These jolly fellows belong to the Fifth Company of the celebrated Washington Artillery. This was a crack regFar from de old folks at home! Cheer, boys, cheer Cheer, boys, cheer was sung by every man who fought in a Southern Kentucky or Tennessee regiment. General Basil Duke in his account of the battle of Shiloh, says— just as Breckinridge's division was going into action, we came upon the left of it where the Kentucky troops w
Dave Farragut (search for this): chapter 15
o. 'Tis joy to be a Ranger! to fight for dear Southland! 'Tis joy to follow Wharton, with his gallant, trusty band! 'Tis joy to see our Harrison plunge, like a meteor bright, Into the thickest of the fray, and deal his deadly might. O! who'd not be a Ranger and follow Wharton's cry! And battle for his country, and, if needs be, die? The Alabama Words by E. King music by F. W. Rasier While the greater number of naval war songs belongs to the North, crystallizing around the names of Farragut and Winslow, the heroism displayed by the small, scantily equipped Confederate Navy, brought forth several lyrical tributes. This roystering father Abraham this photograph shows some of the members of the twenty-second New York Infantry, who fought at the Second battle of Bull Run, Antietam, and Chancellorsville. It lost during service eleven officers and sixty-two men killed and mortally wounded and one officer and twenty-eight enlisted men by disease. Notwithstanding, many of thes
E. F. Stewart (search for this): chapter 15
he flag around me, boys R. Stewart Taylor O, wrap the flag around me, boys, To die were far more sweet, With Freedom's starry banner, boys, To be my winding sheet. In life I lov'd to see it wave, And follow where it led, And now my eyes grow dim, my hands Would clasp its last bright shred. Chorus— Then Yet wrap the flag around me, boys, So To die were far more sweet, With Freedom's starry emblem, boys, To be my winding sheet. Cover them over with beautiful flowers: Decoration hymn. E. F. Stewart Cover them over with beautiful flow'rs, Deck them with garlands, those brothers of ours, Lying so silently night and day, Sleeping the years of their manhood away, Give them the meed they have won in the past, Give them the honors their future forecast, Give them the chaplets they won in the strife, Give them the laurels they lost with their life. Chorus— Cover them over, yes, cover them over, Parent, and husband, brother and lover; Crown in your hearts those dead heroes of ours, Cover
Henry G. Thomas (search for this): chapter 15
s were forever turned. The enlisted soldiers Sung by the Ninth regiment U. S. Colored troops at Benedict, Maryland, winter of 1863-4. General Armstrong calls this the negro battle hymn. At Petersburg, July 29, 1864, a trooper of General Henry G. Thomas's brigade sat before the Camp fire singing this negro battle hymn, they look like men of war. General Thomas describes the scene — the dark men with their white eyes and teeth, crouching over a smouldering Camp fire, in dusky shadow, litGeneral Thomas describes the scene — the dark men with their white eyes and teeth, crouching over a smouldering Camp fire, in dusky shadow, lit only by the feeble rays of the lanterns of the first sergeants dimly showing through the tents. After the terrible battle of the crater they sang these words no more. Hark! listen to the trumpeters, They call for volunteers, On Zion's bright and flowery mount— Behold the officers! Chorus— They look like men, They look like men, They look like men of war. My father, how long? This primitive chant is thought by Mr. G. H. Allan, who wrote down the stanzas, to have originated from the
Semmes (search for this): chapter 15
make all the ballads, he need not care who should make the laws of a nation. Andrew Fletcher Success to the Alabama The English manor house to which Admiral Semmes repaired after the famous battle-his chief officer, Captain Kell, is standing at the extreme right. In this charming photograph of Milbrook Manor House near Southampton, England, appears a scene of 1864 at the quiet country-place to which Admiral Semmes of the Confederate warship, Alabama, and his chief executive officer, Captain Kell, retired for rest and recuperation after the loss of their vessel in the battle with the U. S. S. Kearsarge off the coast of France. On the right of is interesting to study the formal manner in which the men are holding their rifles, and also the grouping around the drum. sea-song was dedicated to gallant Admiral Semmes of the Alabama and to the officers and seamen of the C. S. Navy. The wind blows off yon rocky shore, Boys, set your sails all free: And soon the booming canno
George Frederick Root (search for this): chapter 15
rothers of ours, Lying so silently night and day, Sleeping the years of their manhood away, Give them the meed they have won in the past, Give them the honors their future forecast, Give them the chaplets they won in the strife, Give them the laurels they lost with their life. Chorus— Cover them over, yes, cover them over, Parent, and husband, brother and lover; Crown in your hearts those dead heroes of ours, Cover them over with beautiful flow'rs. Just before the battle, mother George Frederick root Next in popularity to when this Cruel war is over, was the sentimental song just before the battle, mother. its pathos and simplicity touched every heart. Just before the battle, mother, I am thinking most of you, While, upon the field, we're watching, With the enemy in view. Comrades brave are round me lying, Filled with thoughts of home and God; For well they know that, on the morrow, Some will sleep beneath the sod. Chorus— Farewell, mother, you may never, You may never, m
Mitchell (search for this): chapter 15
r let loose, are howling, And soon our peaceful towns may blaze, And soon our peaceful towns may blaze. Shall fiends who basely plot our ruin, Unchecked, advance with guilty stride To spread destruction far and wide, With Southron's blood their hands embruing? To arms, to arms, ye brave! Tha avenging sword unsheath! March on! March on! All hearts resolved on victory or death, March on! March on! All hearts resolved on victory or death. Blue coats are over the border Inscribed to Captain Mitchell. Air—Blue Bonnets are over the Border. the old song suggested this; a few lines are borrowed from it. Kentucky's banner spreads Its folds above our heads; We are already famous in story. Mount and make ready then, Brave Duke and all his men; Fight for our homes and Kentucky's old glory. Chorus— March! March! Brave Duke and all his men! Haste, brave boys, now quickly march forward in order! March! March! ye men of old Kentuck! The horrid blue coats are over the border. Morga
Henry Putnam (search for this): chapter 15
ere's never a bond, old friend, like this: We have drunk from the same canteen. Chorus— The same canteen, my soldier friend, The same canteen, There's never a bond, old friend, like this! We have drunk from the same canteen. It was sometimes water, and sometimes milk, Sometimes applejack, fine as silk, But whatever the tipple has been, We shared it together, in bane or bliss, And I warm to you, friend, when I think of this: We have drunk from the same canteen. Gay and happy Private Henry Putnam, a descendant of Israel Putnam of historic fame, and a member of a New York regiment, wrote home from cold Harbor the day before the battle, we are quite gay in Camp despite the prospect for battle to-morrow. To-night we have been singing and telling stories around the Camp fire. I send you a paragraph of gay and happy still, which we sang tonight. the soldier was killed in the trenches the following day by the bullet of a Tennessee rifleman. 1We're the boys that's gay and happy
Israel Putnam (search for this): chapter 15
e this: We have drunk from the same canteen. Chorus— The same canteen, my soldier friend, The same canteen, There's never a bond, old friend, like this! We have drunk from the same canteen. It was sometimes water, and sometimes milk, Sometimes applejack, fine as silk, But whatever the tipple has been, We shared it together, in bane or bliss, And I warm to you, friend, when I think of this: We have drunk from the same canteen. Gay and happy Private Henry Putnam, a descendant of Israel Putnam of historic fame, and a member of a New York regiment, wrote home from cold Harbor the day before the battle, we are quite gay in Camp despite the prospect for battle to-morrow. To-night we have been singing and telling stories around the Camp fire. I send you a paragraph of gay and happy still, which we sang tonight. the soldier was killed in the trenches the following day by the bullet of a Tennessee rifleman. 1We're the boys that's gay and happy, Wheresoever we may be; And we'll
Collin Coe (search for this): chapter 15
ust before the battle, mother, I am thinking most of you, While, upon the field, we're watching, With the enemy in view. Comrades brave are round me lying, Filled with thoughts of home and God; For well they know that, on the morrow, Some will sleep beneath the sod. Chorus— Farewell, mother, you may never, You may never, mother, Press me to your breast again; But O, you'll not forget me, Mother, you will not forget me If I'm number'd with the slain. Low in the ground they're resting Collin Coe Northern sentiment found vent in many beautiful memorial day odes. Several of these possessed genuine poetic excellence. Low in the ground they're resting, Proudly the flag waves o'er them; Never more 'mid wars contesting To save the land that bore them! Chorus— Sleep, brave ones, rest, in hallow'd graves! Our flag now proudly o'er you waves! Vict'ry and fame, vict'ry and fame, Loudly forever shall your brave deeds proclaim, Loudly forever shall your brave deeds proclaim. Weepi
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