The Story of the American Soldier in War and Peace

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D. Lothrop Company, 1889 - 340ÆäÀÌÁö

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277 ÆäÀÌÁö - O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up — for you the flag is flung — for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths— for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead.
80 ÆäÀÌÁö - He springs to the saddle, the bridle he turns, But lingers and gazes, till full on his sight A second lamp in the belfry burns!
305 ÆäÀÌÁö - Wet with the rain, the Blue, Wet with the rain the Gray. Sadly, but not with upbraiding, The generous deed was done ; In the storm of the years that are fading No braver battle was won ; Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the Judgment Day — Under the blossoms the Blue, Under the garlands the Gray.
306 ÆäÀÌÁö - Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the judgment day; Under the blossoms, the Blue; Under the garlands, the Gray No more shall the war-cry sever, Or the winding rivers be red; They banish our anger forever, When they laurel the graves of our dead. Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the judgment day; Love and tears for the Blue; Tears and love for the Gray.
80 ÆäÀÌÁö - A hurry of hoofs in a village street, A shape in the moonlight, a bulk in the dark, And beneath, from the pebbles, in passing, a spark Struck out by a steed flying fearless and fleet: That was all! And yet, through the gloom and the light, The fate of a nation was riding that night; And the spark struck out by that steed in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat.
259 ÆäÀÌÁö - We are coming, Father Abraham, three hundred thousand more, From Mississippi's winding stream and from New England's shore; We leave our ploughs and workshops, our wives and children dear, With hearts too full for utterance, with but a silent tear; We dare not look behind us, but steadfastly before ; We are coming, Father Abraham, three hundred thousand more!
232 ÆäÀÌÁö - In your hands, my dissatisfied fellow-countrymen, and not in mine, is the momentous issue of civil war. The government will not assail you. You can have no conflict without being yourselves the aggressors. You have no oath registered in heaven to destroy the government, while I shall have the most solemn one to "preserve, protect, and defend it.
107 ÆäÀÌÁö - Our band is few, but true and tried, our leader frank and bold; The British soldier trembles when Marion's name is told; Our fortress is the good greenwood, our tent the cypress tree; We know the forest round us, as seamen know the sea.
305 ÆäÀÌÁö - From the silence of sorrowful hours, The desolate mourners go, Lovingly laden with flowers. Alike for the friend and the foe ; Under the sod and the dew...
277 ÆäÀÌÁö - My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will, The ship is...

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