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Frases i termes més freqüents
17th inst 8th and 9th A. J. Smith American Army Corps attend the reunion battle battle of Shiloh brigade Broadway Buell camp Captain Chairman Chas Chicago Cincinnati citizens COLONEL CORNELIUS CADLE command committee Confederate cordial Corinth Council Bluffs DEAR GENERAL:-I DEAR GENERAL:-Your division Donald Macrae Donelson enemy father flag Fort Henry friends G. M. DODGE Grant GRENVILLE Halleck heart Henry honor hope Howard Infantry invitation Iowa land letter Lieutenant Logan Louis Lucius D Major March McPherson military monument Mower nation nessee never November 8th O. O. Howard October 17 October 22 officers Ohio old comrades patriotism peace Pittsburg pleasure present President Society President:-The received Recording Secretary regiment regret Richmond river September Sherman Shiloh sincerely Smith soldier street Surgeon Tennessee at Council thank thirty-sixth reunion troops Union Vicksburg victory Villard Washington Widow York City
Passatges populars
Pàgina 194 - Let us, then, be what we are, and speak what we think, and in all things Keep ourselves loyal to truth, and the sacred professions of friendship.
Pàgina 200 - By the driven snow-white and the living blood-red Of my bars, and their heaven of stars overhead — By the symbol conjoined of them all, skyward cast, As I float from the steeple, or flap at the mast, Or droop o'er the sod where the long grasses nod, — My name is as old as the glory of God. .... So I came by the name of Old Glory.
Pàgina 173 - He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest, Like a summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. The font reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow ! The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest.
Pàgina 200 - ... fly, and the boys marching by, There's a shout in the throat and a blur in the eye And an aching to live for you always — or die, If, dying, we still keep you waving on high. And so, by our love For you, floating above, And the scars of all wars and the sorrows thereof, Who gave you the name of Old Glory and why Are we thrilled at the name of Old Glory?
Pàgina 173 - The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest. Fleet foot on the correi, Sage counsel in cumber.
Pàgina 199 - And leap out full-length, as we're wanting you to? — Who gave you that name, with the ring of the same, And the honor and fame so becoming to you? — Your stripes stroked in ripples of white and of red, With your stars at their glittering best overhead— By day or by night Their delightfulest light Laughing down from their little square heaven of blue!— Who gave you the name of Old Glory?
Pàgina 200 - Old Glory: the story we're wanting to hear Is what the plain facts of your christening were, — For your name — just to hear it, Repeat it and cheer it, 'sa tang to the spirit As salt as a tear: And seeing you fly, and the boys marching by, There's a shout in the throat and a blur in the eye, And an aching to live for you always — or die, If, dying, we still keep you waving on high. And so, by our love For you, floating above, And the scars of all wars and the sorrows thereof, Who gave you the...
Pàgina 177 - ... thee still. Dear Harp of my Country ! farewell to thy numbers, This sweet wreath of song is the last we shall twine ! Go, sleep with the sunshine of Fame on thy slumbers, Till touch'd by some hand less unworthy than mine ; If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover, Have throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone ; I was but as the wind, passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I wak'd was thy own.
Pàgina 199 - OLD Glory! say, who, By the ships and the crew, And the long, blended ranks of the gray and the blue,— Who gave you, Old Glory, the name that you bear With such pride everywhere As you cast yourself free to the rapturous air And leap out full-length, as we're wanting you to?— Who gave you that name, with the ring of the same, And the honor and fame so becoming to you ? — Your stripes stroked in ripples of white and of red, With your stars at their glittering best overhead — By day or by night...
Pàgina 176 - Our country! In her intercourse with foreign nations may she always be in the right; but our country, right or wrong.