The Boys in Blue: Or, Heroes of the "rank and File". Comprising Incidents and Reminiscences from Camp, Battle-field, and Hospital, with Narratives of the Sacrifice, Suffering, and Triumphs of the Soldiers of the Republic


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Seite 228 - Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volleyed and thundered; Stormed at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of death, Into the mouth of hell Rode the six hundred...
Seite 178 - Oh Death ! where is thy sting ? Oh Grave ! where is thy victory ? The sting of Death is sin, and the strength of sin is the Law.
Seite 395 - He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat : Oh ! be swift, my soul, to answer Him ! be jubilant, my feet ! Our God is marching on. In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me : As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free, While God is marching on.
Seite 155 - The unity of government which constitutes you one people, is also now dear to you. It is justly so, for it is a main pillar in the edifice of your real independence, the support of your tranquillity at home, your peace abroad; of your safety; of your prosperity; of that very liberty which you so highly prize.
Seite 267 - The embattled forests, erewhile armed in gold, Their banners bright with every martial hue, Now stood, like some sad, beaten host of old, Withdrawn afar in Time's remotest blue. On...
Seite 268 - Oft supped and broke the bitter ashen crust, And in the dead leaves still she heard the stir Of his black mantle trailing in the dust While yet her cheek was bright with summer bloom, Her country...
Seite 267 - Made garrulous trouble round her unfledged young, And where the oriole hung her swaying nest By every light wind like a censer swung ; Where sang the noisy...
Seite 226 - He took with him neither a horse, nor an orderly, nor a servant, nor a camp-chest, nor an overcoat, nor a blanket, nor even a clean shirt. His entire baggage for six days — I was with him at that time — was a tooth-brush. He fared like the commonest soldier in his command, partaking of his rations and sleeping on the ground with no covering but the canopy of heaven.
Seite 113 - The sea had divided at his approach ; the divine presence, as a pillar of cloud by day, and of fire by night...
Seite 379 - These troops moved forward, drove the enemy from the rifle-pits at the base of the ridge like bees from a hive, stopped but a moment until the whole were in line, and commenced the ascent of the mountain from right to left almost simultaneously, following closely the retreating enemy without further orders.

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