The Knightly Soldier: A Biography of Major Henry Ward Camp, Tenth Conn. Vols (Google eBook)

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Nichols and Noyes, 1865 - United States - 319 pages
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Page 42 - No: there is a voice from the tomb sweeter than song. There is a remembrance of the dead to which we turn even from the charms of the living.
Page 42 - Let no man despise thy youth; but be thou an example of the believers, in word, in conversation, in charity, in spirit, in faith, in purity.
Page 34 - The— knights — are — dust.— Their— good —swords— rust.— Their — souls— are — with —the— saints— we— trust.
Page 26 - Virtus pulchrior e pnlchro corpore veniens.' His handsome face, his manly bearing, and his glorious strength, made that gentleness and goodness which won our love the more illustrious. I well remember, while in college, riding out one day with a classmate of his, and passing him, as, erect and light of foot, he strode lustily up a long hill, and the enthusiasm with which my comrade pronounced this eulogy...
Page 305 - Nothing is so apt to strike men witli panic. Our men paid no other attention to it than to give a rousing cheer just to show the enemy that they had no thought of giving ground ; then turned steadily to their work. Each man stood fast. Where a comrade fell, they gave him room to lie, — no more. There was no random firing in air, but rapid loading, cool aim, and shots that told. It was good to see such fighting.
Page 317 - ... again and again by the thick-coming shot. His death was as by the lightning's stroke. His eyes scarce turned from their glance at the tattered, dear old flag, ere DEATH. 317 they were closed to earth, and opened again beyond the stars and their field of blue.
Page 306 - There was no random firing in the air, but rapid loading, cool aim, and shots that told. It was good to see such fighting. Those whom we met were no raw recruits. They fought well. For a while, though unable to advance, they stood their ground. Broken once, they rallied again at the urging of their officers, and once more tried to move forward through the fire that mowed them down.
Page 316 - Waving his sword, he called aloud cheerily, " Come on, boys, come on ! " then turned to the color-sergeant just emerging from the thicket, that he might rally the men on the regimental standard. As he did so, a bullet passed through his lungs ; and, as he fell on his side, he was pierced yet again and again by the thick-coming shot. His death was as by the lightning's stroke. His eyes scarce turned from their glance at the tattered, dear old flag, ere DEATH.
Page 38 - I wrote to him, and his letters supph'ed in part the loss I felt. Not a day since we parted, I venture to say, has he not been in my mind. I cannot but feel that he was the instrument chosen of God to unveil the darkness that shut out the light from my soul. I fear that, had I never known him, I had never known the love of God, nor welcomed the glad enjoyment of a Christian experience.
Page 177 - ... of eyesight to recover it, until at length we thought ourselves ready to pass into the adjoining room, whose window opened upon the woodshed. The only communication between these rooms was by a small hole broken through the chimney-back, scarcely large enough to admit the body, and with the passage further embarrassed by the stoves on either side, so placed that it was necessary to lie down, and move serpent-wise for a considerable distance. Captain Chamberlain made the first attempt, and discovered...

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