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The Story of the American Soldier in War and Peace
Elbridge Streeter Brooks
No preview available - 2012
American American soldier Anthony Wayne April arms artillery battery battle battle of Oriskany bayonet blood Boston boys brave bravery brevet British Captain captured Carolina cavalry charge chief Colonel colonial command comrades Confederate conflict Congress conquered conquest conquistador courage daring dash death December December 14 declared defeat defense desperate discipline duty enemy England fell fight fighter fire flag Florida force fought gallant glory Green Mountain Boys guns Henry Dearborn heroic heroism Hill honor hostile Indian infantry invasion July June land leader Liberty Lieutenant Lincoln Major-General marched Massachusetts Mexican Mexico military militia Minute-man Mun-dua musket nation North Northern officers Ojibways patriotism peace Pedro de Alvarado President ranks rebel rebellion regiments regular army Revolution savage says Scott South South Carolina Spanish spirit stand story surrendered troops United valiant valor veteran victory Virginia volunteers Wa-ba-ska-ha warriors Washington West William Walker Winfield Scott York
Page 277 - 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.
Page 305 - 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.
Page 306 - 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.
Page 80 - 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.
Page 259 - 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!
Page 232 - 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.
Page 107 - 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.
Page 305 - 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...