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Maryland (Maryland, United States) (search for this): chapter 15
ould you die for love of these, We'll waft your names upon the breeze: The waves will sing your lullaby, Your country mourn your latest sigh. We'll be free in Maryland Robert E. HoltzJanuary 30, 1862 During the years of the war nearly every musician was intent on composing a new national song. Of the many compositions offered the public, curiously enough, practically none of the more ambitious attempts survive, while catchy doggerel such as We'll be free in Maryland is still sung far and wide. The boys down south in Dixie's land, The boys down south in Dixie's land, The boys down south in Dixie's land, Will come and rescue Maryland. Chorus— If yMaryland. Chorus— If you will join the Dixie band, Here's my heart and here's my hand, If you will join the Dixie band; We're fighting for a home. We'll rally to Jeff Davis true, Beauregard and Johnston, too, Magruder, Price, and General Bragg, And give three cheers for the Southern flag. Sleeping for the flag Henry Clay Work Henry C. Work's
J. H. McNaughton (search for this): chapter 15
and knots of ribbon on her dress, the plaid shawl drawn about her arm, the brocaded curtain above her head—all bring back the days that are gone. The jaunty words of the Girl I left behind me bore an undercurrent of sadness, a fear that the waiting sweetheart might by the fortunes of war be condemned to spend a lifetime in unavailing sorrow. The tenderness and pathos of this song have made it live unto a later age. It strikes a note of universal tenderness. The faded coat of blue J. H. McNaughton The faded coat of blue was sung extensively throughout the North during the war, in memory of the lads who were gathered with the bivouac of the dead. My brave lad he sleeps in his faded coat of blue; In a lonely grave unknown lies the heart that beat so true; He sank faint and hungry among the famished brave, And they laid him sad and lonely within his nameless grave. Chorus- No more the bugle calls the weary one, Rest noble spirit, in thy grave unknown! I'll find you and know y
F. W. Rasier (search for this): chapter 15
With Wharton for our leader, we'll chase the dastard foe, Till our horses bathe their fetlocks in the deep, blue Ohio. '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
John R. Coxe (search for this): chapter 15
'bout a poor unhappy slave, That lived for many a year; But now he's dead, and in his grave, No master does he fear. Chorus— The poor old slave has gone to rest, We know that he is free; Disturb him not but let him rest, Way down in Tennessee. When this cruel war is over With the quaint style of hair-dressing that ruled in 1864, in flowered skirt and ‘Garibaldi blouse,’ this beautiful woman, the wife of a Federal army officer, was photographed in front of the winter quarters of Captain John R. Coxe, in February, at the headquarters of the Army of the Potomac, Brandy Station. She was even then looking at her soldier husband, who sat near her in his ‘suit of blue,’ or perhaps thinking of the three years of terrific fighting that had passed. Shiloh, Chickamauga, Chattanooga, Fredericksburg, Chancellorsville, Gettysburg-all of these had been fought and the toll of the ‘cruel war’ was not yet complete. Negro spirituals Some of the negro chants or spirituals are partic
en. 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. T day by the bullet of a Tennessee rifleman. 1We're the boys that's gay and happy, Wheresoever we may be; And we'll do our best to please you, If you will attentive be. Chorus- So let the wide world wag as it will, We'll be gay and happy still, Gay and happy, gay and happy, We'll be gay and happy still. 2We envy neither great nor wealthy, Poverty we ne'er despise; Let us be contented, healthy, And the boon we dearly prize. 3The rich have cares we little know of, All that glitters is not
o 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 these men were a
sly enough, practically none of the more ambitious attempts survive, while catchy doggerel such as We'll be free in Maryland is still sung far and wide. The boys down south in Dixie's land, The boys down south in Dixie's land, The boys down south in Dixie's land, Will come and rescue Maryland. Chorus— If you will join the Dixie band, Here's my heart and here's my hand, If you will join the Dixie band; We're fighting for a home. We'll rally to Jeff Davis true, Beauregard and Johnston, too, Magruder, Price, and General Bragg, And give three cheers for the Southern flag. Sleeping for the flag Henry Clay Work Henry C. Work's songs shared popularity during the war with the melodies of Stephen foster. sleeping for the flag, Kingdom coming, brave boys are they, and marching through Georgia were sung to glory in the 1860's. When the boys come home in triumph, brother, With the laurels they shall gain; When we go to give them welcome, brother, We shall look for you in vain. We shall
none of the more ambitious attempts survive, while catchy doggerel such as We'll be free in Maryland is still sung far and wide. The boys down south in Dixie's land, The boys down south in Dixie's land, The boys down south in Dixie's land, Will come and rescue Maryland. Chorus— If you will join the Dixie band, Here's my heart and here's my hand, If you will join the Dixie band; We're fighting for a home. We'll rally to Jeff Davis true, Beauregard and Johnston, too, Magruder, Price, and General Bragg, And give three cheers for the Southern flag. Sleeping for the flag Henry Clay Work Henry C. Work's songs shared popularity during the war with the melodies of Stephen foster. sleeping for the flag, Kingdom coming, brave boys are they, and marching through Georgia were sung to glory in the 1860's. When the boys come home in triumph, brother, With the laurels they shall gain; When we go to give them welcome, brother, We shall look for you in vain. We shall wait for your returnin
Beauregard (search for this): chapter 15
land, The boys down south in Dixie's land, Will come and rescue Maryland. Chorus— If you will join the Dixie band, Here's my heart and here's my hand, If you will join the Dixie band; We're fighting for a home. We'll rally to Jeff Davis true, Beauregard and Johnston, too, Magruder, Price, and General Bragg, And give three cheers for the Southern flag. Sleeping for the flag Henry Clay Work Henry C. Work's songs shared popularity during the war with the melodies of Stephen foster. sleeo which the Civil war actually gave rise, was composed by nobody knows whom, although it is perhaps the most recent of the slave spirituals of which we have record. Lieut. Col. Trowbridge learned that it was first sung on the occasion when General Beauregard gathered the slaves from the Port royal Islands to build fortifications at Hilton head and Bay Point. No more peck oa corn for me, No more, no more; No more peck oa corn for me, Many tousand go. No more driver's lash for me, No more, no mor
Charles Pickard Ware (search for this): chapter 15
and Bay Point. No more peck oa corn for me, No more, no more; No more peck oa corn for me, Many tousand go. No more driver's lash for me, No more, no more; No more driver's lash for me, Many tousand go. Pray on This curious spiritual is one of those arising directly from the events of the war. When the news of approaching freedom reached the sea island rice plantations of the Port royal Islands this chant was sung with great fervor by the negroes. The verses were annotated by Charles Pickard Ware. Pray on—pray on; Pray on, den light us over; Pray on—pray on, De Union break of day. My sister, you come to see baptize In De Union break of day, In de Union break of day. Meet, O lord Meet, O Lord, on de milk-white horse Ana de nineteen vial in his hana. Drop on—drop on de crown on my head, And rolly in my Jesus arm; In dat mornina all day, In dat mornina all day, In dat mornina all day, When Jesus de Christ been born. Meet, O lord: Hilton head in 1861—the time and place of
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