War Stanzas
Stanza 1865
Where the reeds and rushes grow
Where the forest dims the light,
How the brave lads charge forth,
How the valient fight!
Order in disorder sways,
Close up on the right,
The lame and walking wounded
With gaping holes of fright.
Raise the banner proudly,
Fair glory to be gained:
Boyhood friends are stumbling,
Brooding o'er their pain.
They cry out to God their Maker,
Their heads help down in swoons,
While officers are shouting,
Maneuvering for room.
The battle lines enmeshed, embraced
As the bankers watch the doom.
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