Stonewall Jackson
by Henry Lynden Flash (1835-1914) |
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Not midst the lightning of the stormy fight,
Nor in
the rush upon the vandal foe,
Did kingly Death, with his
resistless might,
Lay the great leader low.
His
warrior soul its earthly shackles broke
In the full
sunshine of a peaceful town;
When all the storm was
hushed, the trusty oak
That propped our cause went down.
Though his alone the blood that flecks the ground,
Recalling all his grand heroic deeds,
Freedom herself is
writhing in the wound,
And all the country bleeds.
He entered not the nation's Promised Land
At the red
belching of the cannon's mouth,
But broke the House of
Bondage with his hand�
The Moses of the South!
O
gracious God! not gainless is the loss:
A glorious
sunbeam gilds thy sternest frown;
And while his country
staggers 'neath the Cross,
He rises with the Crown! |
By Henry Lynden Flash (1835-1914)
Listed December 11, 2012 |
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