War Lyrics : And Songs of the South
War Lyrics : And Songs of the South
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How blest a privilege to share A patriot's high career ; There is no pang I could not bear For cause and love so dear.
For worlds I would not shame my lord With unavailing fears, Nor gird my soldier with a sword Stained by a woman's tears.
I know that many a costly life Of father, husband, son, Must yield in this wild battle-strife Ere all is lost or won.
Yet will I compass thee about Where'er thy footsteps move, With the strong rampart of my prayers — The yearning prayers of love.
THEN AND NOW....
BY J. C. I.
The following was written on returning to my home, which had been burned and desolated by Sherman's Army.
I saw a scene at sunrise, A year or two ago, That filled my heart with joy as pure As ever soul might know.
THEN AND NOW. 113 I saw a quiet homestead, Embowered in a grove Of oaks, to which sweet flowering vines Clung tenderly, with Jove.
I saw the varied flowers All glittering with the dew, Which melted in the rising light To perfume rich and new.
I saw the mistress of the place — Her soft brown eye, her brow, Bespoke a soul all loveliness.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
How blest a privilege to share A patriot's high career ; There is no pang I could not bear For cause and love so dear.
For worlds I would not shame my lord With unavailing fears, Nor gird my soldier with a sword Stained by a woman's tears.
I know that many a costly life Of father, husband, son, Must yield in this wild battle-strife Ere all is lost or won.
Yet will I compass thee about Where'er thy footsteps move, With the strong rampart of my prayers — The yearning prayers of love.
THEN AND NOW....
BY J. C. I.
The following was written on returning to my home, which had been burned and desolated by Sherman's Army.
I saw a scene at sunrise, A year or two ago, That filled my heart with joy as pure As ever soul might know.
THEN AND NOW. 113 I saw a quiet homestead, Embowered in a grove Of oaks, to which sweet flowering vines Clung tenderly, with Jove.
I saw the varied flowers All glittering with the dew, Which melted in the rising light To perfume rich and new.
I saw the mistress of the place — Her soft brown eye, her brow, Bespoke a soul all loveliness.
What to read after War Lyrics : And Songs of the South?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Pseud Kentucky to read onlineMoreLess
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