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If you are not located in the United States, you -will have to check the laws of the country where you are located before -using this eBook. - -Title: The southern war poetry of the Civil War - -Author: Esther Parker Ellinger - -Release Date: January 1, 2023 [eBook #69681] - -Language: English - -Produced by: Krista Zaleski, Tim Lindell and the Online Distributed - Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net (This file was - produced from images generously made available by The - Internet Archive/American Libraries.) - -*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE SOUTHERN WAR POETRY OF -THE CIVIL WAR *** - - - - - - - The Southern War Poetry of - the Civil War - - BY - ESTHER PARKER ELLINGER - - Thesis presented to the Faculty of the Graduate School of the - University of Pennsylvania, May 1918, in partial fulfilment of - the requirements for the degree of Doctor of Philosophy - - PHILADELPHIA, PA. - 1918 - - - - - COPYRIGHT, 1918 - ESTHER PARKER ELLINGER - - THE HERSHEY PRESS - HERSHEY, PA. - - - - -FOREWORD - - -In the assembling of material so widely scattered and so long unsought -either by students or by collectors, it has been necessary for me -to depend in some measure on the efforts of others who have been -most generous with their help and assistance. I desire to record -my gratitude especially to my Father and my Mother, without whose -unfailing sympathy and co-operation this work could not have been done: -and to Mrs. C. Francis Osborne of Philadelphia, Miss Sallie Shepherd -of Norfolk, Virginia, and Miss Florence D. Johnston of Philadelphia, -for books and individual poems. For their courtesy in allowing me free -access to the collections committed to their charge I must acknowledge -further indebtedness to Mr. Wallace H. Cathcart, Vice-President and -Director of the Western Reserve Historical Society, Cleveland, whose -splendid collection of Civil War items contains many rare and important -imprints and broadsides: and to Mr. Bunford Samuel, of the Ridgway -Branch of the Library Company of Philadelphia, to whose private -collection I am indebted for several poems which I have not found -elsewhere. - -Particularly to Dr. Arthur Hobson Quinn of the University of -Pennsylvania, under whose direction this thesis was written, I wish to -acknowledge my obligation and to express my sincere appreciation for -his guidance and advice. - - E. P. E. - -University of Pennsylvania, 15 April, 1918. - - - - - “Time in its deeps swims like a monstrous whale: and like a - whale, feeds on the littlest things--small tunes and little - unskilled songs of the olden golden evenings--and anon turneth - whale-like to overthrow whole ships.” - - Dunsany--“The Raft Builders.” - - - - - - -CONTENTS - - - PAGE - - FOREWORD 3 - - CHAPTER I. THE SIGNIFICANCE OF THE SOUTHERN - WAR POETRY 7 - - CHAPTER II. THE HISTORICAL DEVELOPMENT OF THE - SOUTHERN WAR POETRY 17 - - REFERENCE BIBLIOGRAPHY 49 - - BIBLIOGRAPHY OF COLLECTIONS EXAMINED 50 - - BIBLIOGRAPHY OF ANTHOLOGIES AND CONFEDERATE IMPRINTS 51 - - ABBREVIATIONS USED FOR ANTHOLOGIES 56 - - ABBREVIATIONS USED OF COLLECTIONS 57 - - INDEX OF SOUTHERN WAR POEMS OF THE CIVIL WAR 58 - - - - -CHAPTER I - -THE SIGNIFICANCE OF THE SOUTHERN WAR POETRY - - -“The emotional literature of a people,” wrote one of the greatest of -the Southern poets, William Gilmore Simms,[1] “is as necessary to the -philosophic historian as the mere detail of events in the progress of a -nation.... The mere facts in a history do not always or often indicate -the true _animus_ of the action. But in poetry and song the emotional -nature is apt to declare itself without reserve ... speaking out with -a passion which disdains subterfuge, and through media of imagination -and fancy, which are not only without reserve, but which are too -coercive in their own nature, too arbitrary in their own influence, to -acknowledge any restraint upon that expression which glows or weeps -with emotions that gush freshly and freely from the heart.” - -Edmund Clarence Stedman[2] put the matter a little differently. -Asking what may constitute the significance of any body of rhythmical -literature, restricted to its own territory, he answered the question -thus: “Undoubtedly and first of all, the essential quality of its -material as poetry; next to this, its quality as an expression and -interpretation of the time itself. In many an era, the second factor -may afford a surer means of estimate than the first, inasmuch as the -purely literary result may be nothing rarer than the world already has -possessed, nor greatly differing from it: nevertheless it may be the -voice of a time, of a generation, of a people ... all of extraordinary -import to the world’s future.” - -“Our own poetry,” he continues elsewhere,[3] “excels as a recognizable -voice in utterance of the emotions of a people. The storm and stress -of youth have been upon us, and the nation has not lacked its lyric -cry.... One who underrates the significance of our literature, prose -or verse, as both the expression and the stimulant of national feeling, -as of import in the past and to the future of America, is deficient in -that critical insight which can judge even of its own day unwarped by -personal taste or deference to public impression. He shuts his eyes to -the fact that at times, notably throughout the years resulting in the -Civil War, this literature has been a ‘force.’” - -That the poetry written in the Confederate States during the days of -the Civil War was a “force” in potency second only to the army in the -field, is a fact that has been too long unnoticed by commentators on -the literature of our country. In the rare cases when its influence was -recognized, its quality has been mistaken, its character misunderstood, -its quantity and volume under-estimated. Due perhaps in part to the -intensity of feeling engendered between victors and vanquished in -the Lost Cause, the darkness of the days following the close of the -war effectively hid from view and kept from national circulation the -verses and songs which the war had produced in the South. This was the -primary cause which prevented them from attaining the universal and -critical appreciation of their value that was the right of so large -and important a movement in the history of American letters. The ruin -of the South financially and economically, prevented her from calling -attention to her own achievement: while the widespread destruction and -dispersal of property, as well as the necessarily ephemeral nature of -many of her publications, offers not the least satisfactory explanation -for the comparative restriction of Southern Civil War verse to the land -whence it sprang. - -If, however, to the modern critic these poems and songs are -comparatively unknown, by the Southerner of Civil War days their value -was understood and appreciated to the full. Within a year after war -broke out, early in the days of ’62, at least two definite attempts to -assemble the fast multiplying verses and songs were being made, the -first[4] by Professor Chase and John R. Thompson of Richmond, editor of -the _Southern Field and Fireside_; the second by “Bohemian,” Mr. W. G. -Shepperson, who was a correspondent for the Richmond _Despatch_. The -latter effort resulted, in the spring of ’62, in a volume of “War Songs -of the South,” containing some one hundred and eight poems, and with -the following significant words in the Preface: - -“Written contemporaneously with the achievements which they celebrate, -[these poems] possess all the vitality and force of the testimony -of eye-witnesses to a glorious combat, or even of actors in it. The -spontaneous outburst of popular feeling, they give the lie to the -assertion of our enemy that this revolution is the work of politicians -and party leaders alone. - -“Through the Poets’ Corner in the newspaper, they have sped their -flight from and to the heart and mind of the people. They showed which -way the wind was blowing when the war arose ‘a little cloud like a -man’s hand,’ and black as the heavens may now appear, they bravely sing -above the storm, soaring so high that their wings are brightened by the -sun behind the clouds. - -“They cannot fail to challenge the attention of the philosophic -historian by their origin, and their influence.... In every age, -martial songs have wrought wonders in struggles for national -independence. - -“And surely these newspaper waifs have played no unimportant part in -the actual drama which surrounds us.... - -“A single volume of ordinary size cannot contain a tithe of the songs -which have already appeared, and are daily appearing. This, however, -offers enough to show that during the present eventful period, what -was said of the early Spaniard is true of the Southron: ‘He has been -unconsciously surrounding history with the light of imagination, -linking great names with great deeds, concentrating those universal -recollections in which everyone feels he has a part, and silently -building up the fabric of national poetry on the basis of national -enthusiasm.’” - -Fifty years later another Southerner, William Malone Baskerville,[5] -wrote this: “A young Marylander, a stripling just from college, was -dreaming dreams from which he was awakened by the guns of Sumter. One -sleepless night in April, 1861, he wrote the poem, ‘My Maryland,’ which -may not inaptly be called the first note of the new Southern literature -... ‘new in strength, new in depth, new in the largest elements of -beauty and truth.’ He that had ears to hear might have heard in the -booming of those guns not only the signal for a gigantic contest, but -also the proclamation of the passing away of the old order, and along -with it the waxflowery, amateurish and sentimental race of Southern -writers.” The passing of this school, of course, meant the passing -of what usually has been recognized as the typical literary mode of -the South. It meant, however, much more than this: for the changing -order was made possible only by the passing of the particular type of -civilization that had fostered it, and this, in its turn indicated a -complete and thorough renaissance not only of life and letters, but -also of Southern soul and spirit. - -The type of civilization that endured in the South, to the days of the -Civil War, was one of the most picturesque periods of society that can -be imagined, but not one that induced or encouraged serious literature. -In the North, on the other hand, where there were to be found many -large cities as centres of population, and the great national colleges, -literature had developed with the people. The earliest settlers of -New England had been of a religious, thoughtful, and philosophical -disposition, and their manners and mode of life had served to -strengthen these tendencies in their descendants. Even the climate -of the country had a marked influence in emphasizing New England’s -bent towards literature. Rigorous winters and inclement temperatures -led to long enforced periods of indoor life, conducive to study and -reflection. The effort and stress required to wring a living from -the stubborn soil made them an active and a vigorous people. At the -same time the comparatively small size of their territory, the number -of their towns and cities and the ease of travel over the hard and -rocky roads brought them much in contact with each other, and insured -communication of thought. Theirs was a civilization founded on civil -ties. Farms were small, cultivated usually by the family of the owners, -with a few “hired help,” and centered about the smaller villages and -townships, which in their turn were satellites of the towns. The -towns, again, clustered around the cities, which were thus as hubs in -the wheels of society. The rising individual graduated from the town -to the city, where were gathered the leading spirits and forces of -the day. From the cities back to the smaller communities returned the -great newspapers and magazines, whose spiritual and mental authority -went unchallenged, and which served the more to amalgamate into a -living thoughtful whole the inhabitants of the farthest corner of the -countryside. For everyone life was hard and plain; and there followed -the accepted corollary of high and resolute thought. - -In the South, the thought unquestionably was as grave and lofty. It -was, however, neither in the hands of the people, as a whole, nor so -thoroughly co-ordinated into an entity. This lack of centralization -and unity arose from the very order of society, and was at once its -destruction, its charm, and its misfortune. In the first place, as -regards its territory in comparison with the North, there were few -large cities, and these were far apart. From Richmond to Charleston -and New Orleans as the crow flies is nearly three times the distance -from Boston to Philadelphia. In the days of postillions, and in the -later days of steamboats and railroads, a warm damp climate made travel -tedious and tiresome. Neither did the large cities occupy the positions -of importance of their Northern rivals. Because of the fertile soil, -fair climate and multiplicity of laborers the financial and political -power of the country was to be found quite as often among the owners -of the great plantations, as in the counting rooms or law offices of -the metropolis. For various reasons, there were no great and powerful -publishing houses, or influential magazines in general circulation, -the newspaper taking these places. Another factor there was also, -that was especially disintegrating for society at large. Before the -war, education in the South was not universal. For about half the -population, the women were educated at home, or in the case of the -well-to-do, at seminaries and boarding schools. The men, as in the old -Colonial days, had their private tutors, and were then sent to the -Universities at home or abroad, and to travel. But for the mass of -the poorer people, there was little to be had beyond the rudiments of -training: and for many years the University of Virginia was the only -educational institution below the line, which was the academic equal of -the Northern colleges. Education here, as everywhere in the South, was -along purely classic lines, which trained the people to find authority -in the past, and which tended to create a lack of sympathy with -problems other than those immediately concerning the public polity. -Hence it was that the intellectual relationships of the North were -exchanged in the South for social ties; which proved in times of stress -more powerful and unifying than those beyond the Line, and which made -possible, later on, the sympathetic consolidation and confederacy of -the States at the first minute of invasion. In that instant, they were -“a band of brothers,” in a common fellowship and interest: and thus it -was that the very conditions militating against their literature and -literary progress before the War, became in 1861, at once their allies -in the field, and on Parnassus. - -It is undeniable that the literary history of the antebellum South -could brook no comparison with that of the North. An agricultural -people such as the Southerners were, are apt to live their lyrics -and romances, rather than write them. Her greatest novelists, Simms -and Kennedy and John Esten Cooke, had given her quiet old-fashioned -historical or pseudo-historical tales after the pattern of Sir Walter -Scott. Today these seem curiously dull and prosy, and more so when -placed in comparison with the extraordinarily ornate and grotesque -Gothic romances of her women writers. That style of fiction of which -Mrs. Hentz, Mrs. Southworth and Miss Evans were the representative -authors may only be described as unreal and utterly false in tone -and color. It is sensational to a degree, but its popularity was in -proportion to its lack of artistic conception. Further than this, what -was true of her prose, was true of her verse. Just as the fiction of -the South was an echo of earlier modes, so her chief lyrists wrote in -the manner of the cavaliers. On the whole, the Southern character had -seemed better adapted to the practice of politics and the management -of plantations, than to government in the province of literature. -Southerners wrote easily and gracefully, but without the sincerity and -beauty that arise from perfect sympathy between the craftsman and his -craft. - -It was when a great emotion had thrilled the heart of the South, and -her spirit kindled to a single mighty flame in the prosecution of a -cause on which she could unite all her energies, that the artificiality -of her literature dropped away, and was replaced by strength of -color, truth of outline and power of expression. Before the terror of -civil war, the horror of invasion, and the indignity of submission to -what she deemed a false interpretation of the Constitution and the -principles of Liberty for which her fathers had fought, the literature -of the South lost its superficiality, its romantic characteristics. -From the earliest days of the war, prose in the form of history, -philosophical essays and controversial debate, became the recognized -and powerful weapon wielded by her greatest minds: while poetry, in -the hands alike of poet and peasant, became the great national organ -for emotional expression. - -Fully to appreciate the themes and refrains that filled her war verse, -it is necessary to understand for just what principles, and with what -a temper, the South began the fight. Whatever had been the immediate -excuse for war, for the Southerner the conflict very quickly resolved -itself into a struggle for liberty. The principle of States’ Rights -had always been cherished in the South since the days of the Articles -of Confederation, in 1781, which declared at the very onset that -while adopting this plan that was designed to make of the various -integers a government that might be per se recognizable,--“each state -retained its sovereignty, freedom and independence.” “Submission to -any encroachment, the least as well as the greatest, on the rights of -a state means slavery,” wrote Dr. Basil Gildersleeve.[6] “The extreme -Southern States considered this right menaced by the issue of the -presidential election.” The South had always clung to the earlier -conception of national union of separate and independent units. That -the North regarded her as a rebel against the Constitution of her -fathers but goaded her the more bitterly, who felt that above all -things she battled in the right, for the freedom of which Washington -himself had dreamed, and which her own ancestors had been the greater -part of the instrument in winning and perfecting. It was therefore to -the South a holy contest. “Right or wrong, we were fully persuaded in -our own minds, and there was no lurking suspicion of any moral weakness -in our cause,” continued Dr. Gildersleeve.[7] “Nothing could be holier -than the cause, nothing more imperative than the duty of upholding it. -There were those in the South who when they saw the issue of the War, -gave up their faith in God, but not their faith in the cause.” - -With Lincoln’s decision to provision Fort Sumter, on April 1, 1861, -and his call for troops, two weeks later, the question of States’ -Rights was amplified by the addition of two other sentiments which -three together formed the lofty inspiration that, in the South lifted -the struggle above the commonplaces of civil strife. At once it -was dignified into a war in defence of home, of native land, and of -liberty. It was therefore with a certain nobility of purpose that the -Confederate Army went forth to battle. The North had enlisted on a -punitive expedition: the South had engaged in a crusade for her ideals. -This was the magic touch that transmuted the comparative dross of her -literature to pure gold. “When there flashed upon poetic souls not the -political issues that were at stake, but the great human situation -of the struggle, they gave voice to the pent up feelings of the new -nation.” - -The poetic genius of the Southerners had always been lyric in -character, partly as the result of environment, partly that of racial -temper, partly as an inheritance from the old Cavaliers who had been -their ancestors. Nor had the lyrists of the South been of slender -numbers. Professor Manly’s “Southern Literature” credits the land -with over two hundred poets whom he considered worthy of mention. -More than fifty of these belong to Virginia alone, and Dr. Painter -wrote[8] of their work that “examination ... reveals among a good deal -that is commonplace and imitative, many a little gem that ought to be -preserved.” Their method was usually Byronic and amorous. They had, -it is true, made little or no use of local color or legend, and had -given over the narrative and the dramatic for the lyric. Their work, -however, was always melodious and of easy numbers. This was their -particular characteristic. The second, and indeed the more interesting, -was the lack of the professional touch. Before the War, there had been -few vocational poets, as there had been few professed _literateurs_. -Poetry was the possession of the many, not of a small group of favored -ones, and these wrote purely for the pleasure of the art, with so -little care for fame or reputation that many of their verses still -remain uncollected. When, therefore, the emotion of the conflict was -borne upon the South, there were poets to fight her battles--just as -there were soldiers in the field,--who were using an accustomed mode, -though with unaccustomed sincerity and felicity. Indeed, the number of -war poets is one of the amazing phenomena of the time: and as in the -North, literature was mainly in their hands. Beyond the line there were -Longfellow, Whittier, Lowell, Emerson, Holmes, Boker, Whitman and Mrs. -Stowe. In the South, Hayne, Timrod, Ticknor, Simms, John R. Thompson, -George Bagby, Dr. Holcombe, Mrs. Preston, Mrs. Charles, and Father Ryan -filled roles as lofty, and as surely inspired. There was, however, -this difference in their work. The poets of the North lived and wrote -in comparative security and remoteness from the field. Their verses -were characterized by a virtuous indignation against the rebellion, by -appeals for men, anger at constant delay and unnecessary defeat, and -deliberate exhortations in the name of the Union. - -In the South, on the other hand, conditions were quite different. The -whole land was a battle field, which every man, woman and child was -bound by his principles to defend with his very life, and from which -they had pledged themselves to drive the invading hordes. Each soul -was personally involved in the conflict, and the poets, instead of -looking on the struggle from afar, and distantly applauding it, looked -out from the very centres of confusion, calling to their people words -of help and cheer and courage. Theirs was not a plea to engage in the -conflict. Theirs was the shout of “Come to the battle! Help us or we -perish, and with us the sacred fires of true and personal Freedom.” It -was the “terrible experience of a mighty conflict,[9] in which the soul -of the people was ... brought out through struggles, passion, partings, -heroism, love, death, ... all effective in the production of genuine -feeling and the development of real character. While the battles were -being fought in the homes of the Southerners, their poets sent forth -now a stirring martial lyric, now a humorous song or poem recounting -the trials and hardships of camp, hospital and prison life ... these -becoming ever more and more intermingled with dirges for Jackson, for -Albert Sidney Johnston, for Stuart, for Ashby, and finally for the -Conquered Banner. In all these there was no trace of artificiality, no -sign of the mawkish sentimentality of the old waxflowery, amateurish -and sentimental race of Southern writers.... They were surcharged -with deep, genuine, sincere feeling. They were instinct with life. In -this respect the war poetry laid the foundation of the new Southern -literature ... ‘new in strength, new in depth, new in the largest -elements of beauty and truth.’” - -It was a terrible price to pay for a renaissance of art, wrung as -it was from the heart of a wounded people. It appeared still more a -vain and useless sacrifice because at first the Southern war poetry -gave rise to no literary genre. Indirectly, however, in its return to -reality, to simplicity of emotion and truth of passion, this war verse -was of inestimable value to the rising school of Southern fiction and -prose. Nevertheless, the renaissance could not come at once. It was -only when the pain and ruin of war had somewhat passed, and the South -had begun to recover from the waste which the conflict had wrought on -the land, when the bitterness of the struggle had softened with the -changing years and generations, and after the new attitude towards life -had had time to crystalize into permanency, that one of her younger -poets could write of her, with truth:[10] - - Lo! from the war cloud, dull and dense, - Loyal and chaste and brave and strong - Comes forth the South with frankincense, - And vital freshness in her song. - The weight is fallen from her wings, - To find a purer air she springs - Out of the night, into the morn. - - - - -CHAPTER II - -THE HISTORICAL DEVELOPMENT OF THE SOUTHERN WAR POETRY - - -Contemporary criticism is seldom safely to be trusted, but there -are times when contemporaneous comment is as valuable as it is -enlightening. It is so with this statement by T. C. de Leon--in his -introduction to an anthology of the Southern Civil War verse.[11] -“If poems born of revolution bore no marks of the bitter need that -crushed them from the hearts of their authors, they would have no value -whatever, intrinsic or historical.” - -Southern war poetry is worthy of preservation because it is an -expression of vital appeal and of sentiment wrung from the heart of -a people. For the most part, it was written under the stress of the -moment. It was indeed the spontaneous overflow of powerful emotion, but -only occasionally does it take its origin from emotion recollected in -tranquillity. Nevertheless, it speaks the language of men and women, -and in it we may read, as perhaps through no other medium, the true -story of the development of Southern character, of national spirit, and -of definite sectional consciousness. - -Today the poetry remains to us in the newspapers and magazines of the -period, and in the anthologies and various collections of war verse -(the best of these appearing either during the war or shortly after). -Most interesting, but most ephemeral of them all, it remains in part in -the small printed broadsides, or single sheets in handbill form, which -usually appeared anonymously and mysteriously, at times even without -the name of the printer. Issued in varying numbers, on wretched paper, -and seldom gathered together, so many of these have perished in the -passage of the years, that in many instances a single copy may remain -in existence. Of the verses that circulated in MSS. there is now little -trace. Occasionally, as in the case of K--s “To the Memory of Stonewall -Jackson,” some old copy-book or diary will restore them to the light: -but of the various sources, less result is obtained from this field -than from the others. - -Next to the appearance of the poems in the papers and journals, -publication by broadside was probably the most common usage. Especially -in the later days of the war, when newspaper publication was either -temporarily or entirely suspended, this medium insured the quickest -distribution of verse particularly applicable to the moment, a battle -ode, a dirge of a fallen leader, or a song of peculiarly inspiriting -phraseology. It was in this broadside form that “My Maryland” spread -through the South almost in a day, anonymously, and often suffering -from lines badly copied or cut. That Randall was the author was a fact -silently understood and communicated: for it was safest and wisest in -those early days, and particularly in the border states, that names -be not mentioned. Even later, and after months of war, this condition -still obtained. The appearance, in September, 1862, of “Stonewall -Jackson’s Way,” written by Dr. John Williamson Palmer, as he listened -to the guns of Sharpsburg, is a case in point. Dr. Palmer gives this -history of the poem, and its publication:[12] - -“In September, 1862, I found myself ... at Oakland ... in Garrett -County, Maryland. Early on the sixteenth there was a roar of guns in -the air, and we knew that a great battle was toward ... I knew that -Stonewall was in it, whatever it might be: it was his way,--‘Stonewall -Jackson’s Way.’ I had twice put that phrase into my war letters, and -other correspondents, finding it handy, had quoted it in theirs. I -paced the piazza and whistled a song of Oregon lumbermen and loggers -that I had learned from a California adventurer in Honolulu. The two -thoughts were coupled and welded into one to make a song: and as the -words gathered to the call of the tune I wrote the ballad of ‘Stonewall -Jackson’s Way’ with the roar of these guns in my ears. On the morrow I -added the last stanza.... - -“In Baltimore I told the story of the song to my father, and at his -request made immediately another copy of it. This was shown cautiously -to certain members of the Maryland Club: and a trusty printer was -found who struck off a dozen slips of it, principally for private -distribution. That first printed copy of the song was headed ‘Found on -a Rebel Sergeant of the Old Stonewall Brigade, Taken at Winchester.’ -The fabulous legend was for the misleading of the Federal provost -marshal, as were also the address and date, ‘Martinsburg, September 13, -1862.’” - -It must not be supposed that this war verse which has survived to -our day consists merely of battle songs and popular ballads on -themes arising from the nature of the conflict. Just as the war was -far reaching and general in its effect, touching every Southerner -personally, and too often poignantly, so the poetic response was varied -and modified to meet the demand of the moment. There is description, -and narration; there are of course dialectics and polemics; there is -satire; and there is even a little humor. And because through all this -rings the personal and individual appeal, the prevailing note is lyric. -Of the dramatic there is very little, notably Hayne’s “The Substitute,” -and “The Royal Ape.” This last is a long dramatic narrative in iambic -pentameter rimed couplets that is possibly more interesting as satire -and propaganda than as pure drama. Yet neither of these is a work of -free inspiration. The Southern war poet did his best work when out of -the fulness of his heart, he either vowed allegiance to his beloved -land, and her leaders, or wrote in passion and defiance as a resolved -defender of the freedom of his Fathers. - -Judged from an emotional point of view, this poetry falls into three -distinct periods, obvious enough in themselves, but interesting -in that by them we may see more clearly the issues of the war as -reflected in the hearts of the warriors. There are the first poems of -rebellion against oppression: lyrics of passionate defiance as well as -of hortatory counsel: appeals to remember the glory of the past and -the danger of the present. The second period started at the moment -of invasion after which there was no longer need for a Congress to -formulate the principles for which they fought, or to arrange for the -unifying of the various State integers. Then began the poetry of actual -conflict, taking the form of verses concerning particular battles, the -narration of some heroic deed, the lament for a great hero, as well -as camp ballads, and marching songs. As a connecting link with the -first period, there are still the poems breathing the national spirit, -and loyalty to the Southern cause. Even in the third and last period, -that of disappointment, discouragement and actual defeat, this note -continues, and is the more poignant for its unfaltering persistence in -the face of calamity. - -The poetry of the first period began in the closing days of 1860. In -November of that year there had been elected by the North and West a -President whose principles of government seemed to threaten the South -with danger of extermination of her most precious interests. The -platform of Republicanism she considered in every respect inimical to -her importance as a unit in the central organization of states. Her -very identity was endangered, and that to a section where pride of -historic heritage was as dear as actual power of wealth and commerce, -aroused her as could perhaps nothing else. Therefore, on December -twentieth, 1860, South Carolina passed her order of secession, -following it with the “Declaration of Independence,” which justified -the previous action by recalling the two great principles asserted by -the early colonies, namely, “the right of a state to govern itself, -and the right of a people to abolish a government when it becomes -destructive to the ends for which it was instituted. And concurrent -with the establishment of these principles was the fact that each -colony became and was recognized by the mother country as a free, -sovereign and independent state.” It was a proud imperious challenge, -and made immediate appeal to every Southerner to whom freedom and -independence, personal or otherwise, was a precious birthright. The -proclamation fired the imagination, as it did the poetic spirit of the -land: the poetic response struck the same note. S. Henry Dickson’s -“South Carolina” was one of the first poems to appear. Its verses are -as lofty in tone as the lines of the proclamation, and equally as -sincere. They are frankly exultant. - - The deed is done! the die is cast; - The glorious Rubicon is passed: - Hail, Carolina! free at last. - - Strong in the right I see her stand - Where ocean laves the shelving sand; - Her own Palmetto decks the strand. - - She turns aloft her flashing eye; - Radiant, her lonely star on high - Shines clear against the darkening sky. - - * * * * * - - Fling forth her banner to the gale! - Let all the hosts of earth assail,-- - Their fury and their force shall fail. - - * * * * * - - Oh, land of heroes! Spartan State! - In numbers few, in daring great, - Thus to affront the frown of fate! - - And while mad triumph rules the hour, - And thickening clouds of menace lower, - Bear back the tide of tyrant power. - - With steadfast courage, faltering never, - Sternly resolved, her bonds to sever: - Hail, Carolina! free forever! - -This may be the expression of the hour, but it proved as well to be -the poetic sentiment of the next four years. Every poet of the South, -from the humblest maker of camp catches to the greatest of her lyrists, -shared this attitude of resolve, as they watched their Spartan nation -continue to wage what they consented to be a righteous war for freedom, -against a tyrant power. Naturally, expression became more sharply -crystalized with the actual invasion. None the less, even thus early, -before the end of ’60, we have a precise foreshadowing of the war -attitude of the Confederate poet. - -With the passage of secession in South Carolina, at once the remaining -“Cotton States” were torn by the conflict of making a great decision. -There were those to whom the indignity of submitting their conception -of government to what they called a usurpation of authority was -inconceivable treachery to an ancient and honorable past: and there -were those to whom unquestioning obedience to the Government at -Washington was the only way of fulfilling the heritage of their -ancestors. In the end, the extremists won. The North would offer no -compromise: indeed, it would have been contrary to the Southern code -of honor to have accepted halfway measures. To them there appeared no -other course to pursue, no solution but to follow Carolina’s lordly -lead. Mississippi seceded on January ninth, Florida on the tenth, -Alabama on the eleventh, Georgia on the nineteenth, Louisiana on the -twenty-sixth. - -For the South as a whole, as well as for her poets, January had been a -month of tempest. Following the secession of Carolina, the situation -that had developed over Fort Sumter was dangerous to the extreme. -As it afterwards proved, Sumter was the tinder which kindled the -flame of war; and as early as January, when Major Anderson refused to -surrender the fort the menace within the South began to show itself. -The authorities of Charleston, endangered by Federal possession of -Sumter, demanded its surrender. No decision could have been reached -until after March fourth, when Lincoln was inaugurated. Meanwhile, -on the fourth of February, the six states which had already left the -Union, and Texas, which seceded three days earlier, formally met at -convention in Charleston, and united in a Confederacy, in opposition to -the Government at Washington. It was a move which their poets, as well -as their more practically visioned men, had been frantically urging. -Two of the most interesting of the poems of this period appeared, -the one in the _Southern Literary Messenger_ for January, by William -Gilmore Simms, the other in the _Charleston Courier_, about the middle -of the month, addressed in French, by R. Thomassy, under date of -Nouvelle Orleans, 2 Janvier 1861, to “Les Enfants du Sud.” It is fiery -and eloquent of passion. - - Enfants du Sud, l’outrage et la menace - Aux nobles coeurs ne laissent plus de choix. - Le paix nous trompe: un serpent nous enlace - Tranchons ses noeuds, et defendons nos droits! - Qu’attendrons--nous pour reprendre l’epee, - Qui triompha d’un vieux monde oppresseur? - Le nord aussi, violant la foi juree, - Seme a son tour discorde et deshonneur. - Aux armes donc pour la cause sacree; - De nos ayeux vengeons les saintes lois; - Nous sommes Sparte, invincible, eprouvee; - Que sa vertu preside a nos exploits! - -Gilmore Simms’ poem is less a call to arms, and more a warm and -affectionate tribute to a beloved land, noteworthy because it proves -that even before the Confederacy was formed, the people of the South -were united in her love. The second stanza is better than the first. - - She is all fondness to her friends: to foes - She glows a thing of passion, strength and pride; - She feels no tremors when the danger’s nigh, - But the fight over, and the victory won, - How with strange fondness turns her loving eye - In tearful welcome on each gallant son! - - * * * * * - - I glory that my lot with her is cast, - And my soul flushes and exultant sings; - -Already there had begun the actual war verse, taking here the form -of the invitation to arms. That war, the “irrepressible conflict,” -was inevitable, was recognized by all sensible men. “Barhamville” in -January addressed one of the first of these, “The Call,” to the editor -of the _South Carolinian_. At this time, too, there appeared the fervid -“Spirit of ’60,” in the Columbus _Times_, forerunner of a series in -which were contrasted the spirit of the present and of ’76. To the -South, both were wars for liberty, both struggles against oppression, -in both contests the South was a vital factor; and the analogy was too -good for a poetic eye to miss. - -The finest single poem produced in this preliminary stage of the -contest was that by Henry Timrod, “Ethnogenesis,” written during the -meeting of the first Southern Congress, at Montgomery, in the early -days of February. To the poet the Congress meant indeed the birth of a -great nation, a nation among nations, strong in its right, and secure -in national resource, - - “marshalled by the Lord of Hosts - And overshadowed by the mighty ghosts - Of Moultrie and of Eutaw.” - -It is a noble utterance and its dignity and melody of expression must -have added greatly to the deep impression it created. In the _Southern -Literary Messenger_ for the month there are Joseph Brennan’s “Ballad -for the Young South”--“Men of the South! our foes are up, in fierce and -grim array,”--and the defiant “The Southland Fears No Foeman,” by J. W. -M., in which is the richly suggestive line, “Her eagles yet are free;” -while “from the Georgia papers,” under date of Atlanta, February first, -there is the anonymous “Cotton States’ Farewell to Yankee Doodle.” This -latter is especially interesting because it is one of the first of a -“Farewell to Brother Jonathan” group which enjoyed considerable vogue -during the late winter and which was answered in the North by Oliver -Wendell Holmes, with the lines “Brother Jonathan’s Lament for Sister -Caroline,” under date of March 25. Of the Confederate poems on this -theme, “Farewell to Brother Jonathan” by “Caroline,” which appeared -about this time seems closely connected with Holmes’ verses. The metre -of the two poems is the same and the thought antithetic, although -it would be difficult to determine which is the reply. The last two -stanzas of “Farewell to Brother Jonathan” are particularly good. - - O Brother! beware how you seek us again, - Lest you brand on your forehead the signet of Cain; - That blood and that crime on your conscience must sit; - We may fail, we may perish, but never submit! - - The pathway that leads to the Pharisee’s door - We remember, indeed, but we tread it no more; - Preferring to turn, with the Publican’s faith, - To the path through the valley and shadow of death. - -Three other poems, apparently of this month, should be mentioned in -passing, as exemplifying the note of personal interest of the Southern -poet in the issue of the struggle. Robert Joselyn’s “Gather! Gather!” -the anonymous war song, “Come, Brothers! You are called!” and Millie -Mayfield’s triumphant “We Come! We Come!” may not be poetry of the -first order: nevertheless these are verses written by people to whom -the threatened conflict is not a matter distant and aloof, but of -intimate and vital concern. - -March was a month of little action on both sides. In the North it -witnessed the inauguration of Lincoln; in the South the completer -organizing and unification of the Confederacy, and the beginning of -negotiations by the Confederacy by which they might secure possession -of Fort Sumter. If, however, the South was marking time, her poets were -not. They continued to urge her on to fulfillment of her “destiny.” -Indeed, this month saw written some of the very best and most resolute -of her war verse. There is the indignant “Coercion,” by John C. -Thompson-- - - “Who talks of Coercion? Who dares to deny - A resolute people the right to be free?” - -There is the anonymous “Prosopopeia,” also in the _Southern Literary -Messenger_, which with Timrod’s “Cry to Arms,” written a little later, -is the best of the verse of this kind which the period produced. -Another widely known poem of the month was St. George Tucker’s “The -Southern Cross,” verses patterned after Key’s “Star Spangled Banner,” -and which had enormous vogue, and was even set to music, later on. This -in so far as can be determined is the first poetic use of the Southern -Cross as the symbol of the Confederacy, a figure that was later adopted -for the design of her flag, and which finally became, not only her -ensign, but as well a symbol of the righteousness of her faith and -cause. James Barron Hope’s “Oath of Freedom,”-- - - Born free, thus we resolve to live: - By Heaven, we will be free. - By all the stars which burn on high, - By the green earth--the mighty sea-- - By God’s unshaken majesty - We will be free or die!-- - -is of a kind with Thompson’s “Coercion,” and was widely copied during -this time. Another poem must be mentioned here, as presaging the -turmoil to follow, “Fort Sumter,” by “H.,” in the New Orleans _Delta_, -with the command of its refrain, “Carolina, _take_ the Fort.” - -The most eventful months of the year 1861 were April and July, for -April inaugurated “the irrepressible conflict,” and July saw the first -great battle of the war, and a complete Confederate victory. On the -first of April, President Lincoln announced his decision to refuse -surrender of Fort Sumter to the Confederates, and added that he would -undertake to provision the garrison imprisoned there immediately. At -once the South was aflame. On the morning of the twelfth of April, -Beauregard, commander of the Southern forces at Charleston, ordered -the shelling of the Fort, which continued through the thirteenth, and -ended with the evacuation of the Fort on the fourteenth. The war had -begun, and though the opening engagement had been without loss to -either side, and had ended in a Confederate victory, a far bloodier and -disastrous conflict was inevitable. To the rejoicing South, however, -there was only the glory of the first decision to consider, and the -poets in their rapture gave utterance to a sheaf of verse, innumerable -ballads about Sumter, affectionate odes to the nation so gloriously -born and baptized by victorious fire, two great national songs, and -frantic appeals to North Carolina, Virginia and Maryland, Tennessee and -Kentucky to join fortunes of the Confederacy. - -The first song published in the South after the war began, and -corresponding, in the North, to E. C. Stedman’s “The Twelfth of April” -was, fittingly enough, “God Save the South” by George H. Miles of -Frederick County, Maryland. Sung to music by C. W. A. Ellerbrock, it -was designed to be, and accepted as the national hymn. It did not -however, succeed in becoming a favorite. On the twenty-sixth of the -month, James Rider Randall, inflamed by the circumstances of the -“Baltimore Massacre” on April nineteenth, wrote his “My Maryland,” the -most famous Southern poem produced by the war, and one whose influence -was greater than a hundred battles. Circulated at first by broadsides -it swept through the South like wildfire, and if any force could have -drawn Maryland to the side of the Confederacy, it would have been that -exerted by this poem. Her Union Governor, however, aided by Federal -troops and tactful advice from Washington, succeeded in holding the -State to the Union, although many Marylanders were ardent Southern -sympathizers. Virginia, on the other hand, who, like Maryland, had been -hesitating over her decision, hesitated no longer, after the episode -of Sumter, implying as it did, Federal coercion. On the seventeenth -of April she seceded from the Union. Her “pausing” had long been -considered a shame and a reproach by Southern poets. Now, they burst -forth in delight. “Virginia, Late But Sure!” was the triumphant shout -of Dr. Holcombe, and Virginia’s answer was expressed in poems such as -“Virginia to the Rescue,” “Virginia’s Rallying Call,” or “Virginia’s -Message to the Southern States.” - -The poetry produced or published in May chiefly concerns the decision -of Virginia, and the assembling of the Southern armies, those “Ordered -Away” to the field. Virginia’s entrance into the Confederacy had burnt -all the bridges leading back--though remotely--to peace. At once the -South proceeded to rally her forces to the standard of her cause, -and gradually during May and June, flung out her battle line across -Virginia, West Virginia and Kentucky to the Mississippi. Down the -river it stretched through Forts Henry and Donelson to New Orleans. At -one time, in ’63, the Confederate line surged forward through Western -Virginia and Maryland so far into Pennsylvania that Harrisburg was -directly menaced. It was the four years’ uncertain task of the Union -forces to control this line, to break through it, turn it back and -in upon itself, and finally to starve its scattered remnants into -submission. As this was accomplished the first lyric outburst of the -War--Timrod’s “Cry to Arms,” for example--was gradually exchanged for -a slenderer volume of song. At first her poets encouraged the people -to faith and labor; then they sang of hope and courage, attempting to -relieve the despair of a nation whose cause was lost, and whose ruin -seemed irretrievable. - -In the spring of ’61, however, there was only exultation, while in the -North the cry of “On to Richmond” welled and grew fiercer during May, -June and the summer months. Especially did it grow imperative after -July twentieth, when the Confederate Capital was transferred there from -Montgomery. On the next day, July twenty-first, came the great opening -battle of the war, when the Union army under General Scott, joined -with Beauregard’s men at Manassas Junction. The result was a complete -Confederate victory, and there was unrestricted panic and flight among -the Federal troops (the source of much satiric comment among the -Southern poets) when Joseph E. Johnston’s army, which had not been -expected to arrive until too late to be of assistance to Beauregard, -appeared at the crucial moment. - -It was only natural that the wave of triumphant exultation which had -thrilled the South after the fall of Sumter should again sweep the -land. Her poets responded with a sheaf of poems, in which they wrote -of the contest from every angle,--odes of thanksgiving for victory, -narratives of the course of the flight, eulogies of Beauregard and -Johnston, satires on the behavior of the Union forces, camp catches -half satiric and half comic, poems of particular incidents of the -fight, finally words of regret and sorrow for the slain, and the manner -of their slaying. This last theme is particularly interesting, for the -feeling of horror at the situation “where brother fought with brother” -was ever-present with the Southerners throughout the four years of -the War. The very best of the poems occasioned by Manassas were those -of Mrs. Warfield, “Manassas,” Susan Archer Talley’s “Battle Eve,” -Ticknor’s “Our Left,” and the lines by “Ruth,” entitled “The Battle of -Bull Run,” dated Louisville, Kentucky, July twenty-fourth, and written -in curious and effective stanzas of irregular “unrhymed rhythms.” Mrs. -Warfield’s poem was stirring and vigorous, bold in metaphor and in -expression. - - They have met at last, as storm clouds - Meet in Heaven, - And the Northmen, back and bleeding - Have been driven: - And their thunders have been stilled, - And their leaders crushed or killed, - And their ranks, with terror thrilled - Rent and riven! - - Like the leaves of Vallumbroso - They are lying; - In the moonlight, in the midnight - Dead and dying: - Like those leaves before the gale - Swept their legions wild and pale, - While the host that made them quail - Stood, defying. - - * * * * * - - But peace to those who perished - In our passes! - Light be the earth above them! - Green the grasses! - Long shall Northmen rue the day, - When they met our stern array, - And shrunk from battle’s wild affray - At Manassas. - -Miss Talley’s “Battle Eve,” with its beautiful picture of twilight -calm before the darker night of storm and death, is affecting in its -simple direct appeal, and sincerity of regret for the carnage of -conflict--and was called forth by the seriousness of the impending -meeting at Manassas. Francis Orray Ticknor’s “Our Left”--suggested -by the indomitable courage and perseverance of the Confederate left -wing before McDowell’s men, until reinforced by the timely arrival -of Johnston’s army, who brought victory with them, is a spirited, -almost exalted account of the actual battle, and was immensely -popular at the time. There are many versions of it still extant, in -broadsides and anthologies,--for the most part anonymous, since the -poem evidently was not at first acknowledged by Ticknor. This has led -to a curious connection of names. In one of the broadsides versions -in the collection of the Ridgway Library, in Philadelphia, the poem -is dated Baltimore, Maryland, October 20, 1861, and is signed by “Old -Secesh.” This signature is also given to “The Despot’s Song,” a popular -Lincoln satire of a later period of the War, which again is assigned to -Baltimore, and from circumstantial evidence seems to be the work of Dr. -N. G. Ridgely, a Baltimorean who was a popular satirist of the day, and -who signed his work variously “N. G. R.,” “Le Diable Baiteux,” “O. H. -S.,” “Cola,” and “B.” This last signature is further associated with -the name of James Ryder Randall, for in the Baltimore City Librarian’s -Office, in Ledger 1411, there is a broadside version of “Maryland, My -Maryland,” published in Baltimore, as were these other broadsides, and -signed “B,” Point Coupee (La.), April 26, 1861. It would, of course, -be impossible, so many years later, to puzzle out the interrelation of -the poems and signatures, and indeed their value would hardly warrant -the labor. It is, nevertheless, an interesting example of the chaos -which at times arose from the necessarily surreptitious publication and -circulation of the Confederate verse. - -Manassas was the last great event of the year. There were several minor -engagements between the two armies, notably the fight at Ball’s Bluff, -on the twenty-first of October; and there was the “Trent Affair,” -with the capture of the Confederate emissaries to England, Mason and -Slidell, on November eighth. Nevertheless, the Southern poets did not -lack inspiring material, the continued “aloofness” of Maryland and -Kentucky being among their most vital themes. They were, of course, -never idle with their lyrics of loyalty and continued to sound the war -note or to sing of the South, with indomitable zeal. They had even by -this time, become so accustomed to the state of war, that they could -begin to work seriously with satire. The best in this genre written -in ’61 are John R. Thompson’s “On to Richmond,” satirizing Winfield -Scott’s first campaign, and “England’s Neutrality” (England had passed -a proclamation of neutrality towards the two belligerents early in May, -on the thirteenth): “O Johnny Bull, My Jo John,” an anonymous ballad -occasioned by the presence of English frigates off the coast in ’61, -and the unfortunately anonymous, but delightfully humorous “King Scare” -(prompted by the terror in the North regarding the Confederate power in -the field). - -The close of the year was marked by a poem in the _Southern Field -and Fireside_--a “Requiem for 1861,” by H. C. B. It is not of any -particular excellence or poetic merit, but it is worthy of note for its -expression of sincere sorrow for the conflict that was severing a land -of brothers; and for a sense of the horror that war had brought to the -South. - - Year of terror, year of strife, - Year with evil passions rife - Pass, with seething angry flood, - Pass, with garments dipped in blood,-- - - Born ’mid hopes, but raised in fears, - With thy dewdrops changed to tears, - With thy springtime turned to blight, - And with darkness quenching light. - - * * * * * - - War’s fierce tread upon our land - Severing once a kindred band, - Child and father ranged for strife, - Brother seeking brother’s life! - - * * * * * - - Thou who doth unsheathe the sword - By the power of Thy Word, - And can by Thy mighty will - To the waves say “peace, be still” - - Gather up this storm once more, - Where “Thy judgments are in store,” - Send Thy holy dove of Peace, - And our fettered land release! - -The same longing for peace is shown in the verses “Christmas Day, A. -D. 1861,” by M. J. H. But it must be a peace with victory. That was -the earliest conception. By the lives of her sons who had died for her -in the year just passed, the South was resolved on whatever sacrifice -it might cost her to prevail, despite the fact that she was already -weary of the struggle. No better expression of her unchecked purpose -may be found than in Mrs. War field’s lines, written in the spring -months before Manassas, “The Southern Chant of Defiance.” With Timrod’s -“Ethnogenesis,” and Randall’s “Maryland,” it stands the finest poetry -which the year produced in the Confederacy. - -1862 began with the Confederacy prevailing. Nevertheless, the first -six months of the year seemed to bring to the South nothing but gloom. -In February of ’62, came news of the capture of Fort Henry on the -Tennessee River, February sixth, and on February eighth, of the fall -of Fort Donelson, on the Cumberland. There was much more importance in -these two defeats than at first appeared to the poets; for these forts -were the two most valuable gateways to the Southwestern Confederacy, -and their fall meant not only the first break in the Confederate line, -but as well, direct menace of Southern control of the Mississippi, and -New Orleans. It foreshadowed the later evacuation of Nashville, before -Grant. - -In January, the month before, the chief theme of the Southern poets -had been the meditated burning of the cotton crop, by the Southern -planters, and this cry of “Burn the Cotton!” had brought forth at -least one finely phrased poem. In February, the themes concerned the -siege and evacuation of Donelson, and there began the days of wretched -anxiety that were to possess the Confederacy until the end of July, -when the land was to know that the Virginia part of her line still -held, and Richmond was safe. In March McClellan assumed chief control -of the Union forces, and began his Peninsula campaign, in response to -Lincoln’s reiterated cry, “On to Richmond.” On the eighth of the month, -the Confederate ram “Merrimac” out from Norfolk, succeeded in breaking -the Federal blockade of Hampton Roads, much to the consternation of the -North. The next day, however, in her encounter with the “cheesebox” -Monitor, “the turtle” Merrimac was too badly hurt to be of further -or immediate use, and the elation of the day before gave way to -depression, which was in no way relieved by the events of the next few -months. April saw the practical occupation of the Mississippi, with the -fall of Corinth, the evacuation of Fort Pillow, and on the lower river, -Farragut and Porter’s occupation of New Orleans. Of the Mississippi -line, there remained to the Confederates only Vicksburg and Port -Hudson. For the South everything depended on the defeat of McClellan’s -“On to Richmond” march, since on the sixth of the month, Albert Sidney -Johnston, attempting to retrieve the disaster to the middle line in -Tennessee, had engaged Grant at Shiloh and Pittsburgh Landing, with -tremendous carnage. The battle had proved an incomplete Confederate -defeat, but what was worse for the South, had occasioned Johnston’s -death. - -To all of the many events of these opening months, the Southern poets -made continuous response. National songs inspiring faith and courage, -as for example, Hewitt’s “Lines Written During These Gloomy Times, To -Him Who Despairs,” spoken at the Richmond “Varieties” by Mr. Ogden, -Wednesday night, May 7, 1862,--occasional verses suggested by various -incidents and episodes of the war’s progress, camp catches and marching -ballads praising individual troops and regiments, the poets poured -forth in unstinting measure. However, the death of Albert Sidney -Johnston, at Shiloh, made a deeper impression on the poets than any -event of these spring months. The affection and pure love which the -Southerners lavished on their leaders is one of the several remarkable -phenomena of the war. In no other war, and in no other country do the -leaders appear to have been so beloved, so idolized. To us today, the -expression of sentiment seems extravagant and excessive. One attribute -it has, however, and one that is not to be denied. The praise of the -South for her great men is always passionately sincere. During the war, -the Southerners were, as never before, a band of brothers. There was, -therefore, in their relations with their great men, a personal contact -and appeal which in the North was not so keenly felt. Albert Sidney -Johnston, who with Beauregard, had been one of the heroes of Manassas, -was the first of Confederate heroes to fall. The South mourned him, as -she did all of her sons who fell in her defence, truly and warmly. - -When “Stonewall” Jackson died, after Chancellorsville, almost a -year later, the outburst of the poets with dirges and elegies was -quite typical. S. A. Link quotes T. C. de Leon, the editor of _South -Songs_ (1866), as saying:[13] “I had in my collection no fewer than -forty-seven monodies and dirges on Stonewall Jackson, some dozen on -Ashby, and a score on Stuart.” Even today there are extant a round -dozen of poems lamenting the death of Albert Sidney Johnston. - -With all the sorrow that came to the South in these first months of -depression, it is pleasant to see that she had not lost the saving -humor and satiric sense that was so to strengthen her in the evil -days which followed. On April sixteenth, for example, the Confederate -Congress, alarmed by the condition of the Southern army, passed a -measure for conscription. This was commented upon in the _Southern -Literary Messenger_ for the month, with a delightful epigram: - - Let us hail in this crisis the prosperous omen - That our senate shows virtue higher than Roman; - It has spurned all titles of honor, for rather - Than claim that each member be called “Conscript Father,” - All self-aggrandizement they lay on the shelves, - And declare all men conscripts, excepting themselves! - -During May and June of ’62 Jackson and Lee endeavored to arrest -McClellan’s progress by their counter campaign in the Shenandoah. For -the South it was a most successful move. Not only were the Southern -arms carried to victory, but, through the unfortunate wounding of -Joseph E. Johnston at Seven Pines, Lee, whose fame had grown in the -Shenandoah, was placed in supreme command of the army of Northern -Virginia. The turning point of the Southern fortunes had arrived. The -battle of the Chickahominy, Malvern Hill, and the Seven Day’s fighting -before Richmond, resulted in the defeat of McClellan’s campaign, and -Richmond, for the next two years, was saved. - -The army of the Confederacy, through the hardships and reverses of the -first year of fighting, had become a seasoned and experienced (though, -thanks to the blockade, a sadly ill-equipped) machine. Its three great -leaders were Lee and Jackson and Beauregard. The Southerners at home -were beginning to be accustomed to the privations of war. They were -all as confident as ever of the righteousness of their war. Thus with -a united Confederacy behind him and after another victory at “Second -Manassas,” in ’62, Lee began his ill-starred Maryland campaign, as -a counter-stroke against the Army of the Potomac. Lee’s part of the -Confederate line, the Army of Northern Virginia, was the only part of -the original battle wall still intact. Butler and his forces were in -possession of New Orleans, the fall of Vicksburg, already in siege, was -but a matter of time, and in the West, uncertainty still prevailed. -John R. Thompson’s spirited “A Word to the West,” was written when -Joseph E. Johnston was dispatched to relieve Vicksburg. It was at the -same time an answer to A. J. Requier’s impassioned plea, “Clouds in the -West.” - -Those were anxious days, indeed. September saw the desperate conflict -at Sharpsburg, the bloodiest single day’s battle of the war, which, -although it was not a conclusive defeat, left the Confederate forces -wretchedly crippled, and brought deepest anguish to the South. -The gloom, however, was relieved in December by Lee’s victory at -Fredericksburg. So the second year of war closed on a people and a -nation, whose hearts were sick of the conflict. A second Christmas came -to the Confederacy to find only the grim realities of life instead of -the plumes and pomp of circumstance with which the war had begun. Mrs. -Preston drew the picture for her countrywomen, in _Beechenbrook_: - - How saddening the change is! The season’s the same, - And yet it is Christmas in nothing but name: - No merry expression we utter today-- - How can we, with hearts that refuse to be gay? - We look back a twelfthmonth on many a brow - That graced the home hearthstone--and where are they now? - We think of the darling ones clustering there, - But we see, through our tears, an untenanted chair. - -None the less, the South was still firm in her resolve to battle to -the end. No sacrifice could be demanded so great that it would not be -willingly offered on the altar of Liberty-- - - Thank God! there is joy in the sorrow for all-- - He fell--but it surely was blessed to fall; - For never shall murmur be heard from the mouth - Of mother or wife, through our beautiful South, - Or sister or maiden yield grudging her part, - Tho’ the price that she pays, must be coined from her heart. - -1863 proved another “Year of terror, year of strife.” In the far South, -Butler, in possession of New Orleans, had begun his reign of terror -that was the savage inspiration of several poems. From Hayne, in -particular, it wrung one of the most powerful lyrics of the war.[14] Up -the river, the siege of Vicksburg still continued. How spring came to -the land was most poignantly expressed by Henry Timrod, in “Spring.” - - Spring, with that nameless pathos in the air - Which dwells in all things fair, - Spring, with her golden suns and silver rain - Is with us once again. - - * * * * * - - Ah! who would couple thoughts of war and crime - With such a blessed time. - Who in the west-wind’s aromatic breath - Could hear the call of Death! - - * * * * * - - Oh! standing on this desecrated mould, - Methinks that I behold, - Lifting her bloody daisies up to God, - Spring kneeling on the sod, - - * * * * * - - And calling with the voice of her rills - Upon the ancient Hills, - To fall and crush the tyrants and the slaves - Who turn her meads to graves. - -Spring brought with it another bloody engagement and Confederate -victory, the Battle of Chancellorsville, fought in the first four days -of May. In that, however, it caused the death of Stonewall Jackson it -was, next to the actual surrender of the Southern army, the worst blow -the Confederacy could have sustained. His death, some one once said, -was like the death of an army. Certainly it took from Lee, already -overburdened, his good right hand. - -The outburst of mourning that followed on Jackson’s death, has already -been noted. The South and her poets loved him, not only as a leader, -but personally, as a great and good man. He represented, moreover, that -element of faith and religious fervor which was one of the essential -factors of the Southern character, and without which the faith that -sustained the Confederacy through four years of war, and the days of -ruin that followed, is inexplicable. - -“Let me say,” wrote Dr. Gildersleeve,[15] “that the bearing of the -Confederates is not to be understood without taking into account -the deep religious feeling of the army and its great leaders. It is -a historical element, like any other, and is not to be passed over -in summing up the forces of the conflict.” Many are the poems, the -“Prayers for the South,” and the individual supplications which still -remain to attest the fact. For example, there is the “Battle Hymn of -the Virginia Soldier,” an anonymous lyric of striking beauty. There is -the simpler, yet equally sincere and devout “Soldier’s Battle Prayer” -from the _Southern Literary Messenger_ for April, ’62. “A Mother’s -Prayer,” is another very touching poem, in the same theme: and there -could be no more impressive evidence of the true religious strain in -Southern hearts, than the verses, terrible in their satire, and burning -in their indignant phrases, “The War Christians’ Thanksgiving,” by -S. Teackle Wallis of Maryland, occasioned by the Union proclamation -for a day of prayer in the North, and “Respectfully Dedicated to the -War-Clergy of the United States, Bishops, Priests and Deacons.” -Written as it was by a prisoner then in the dungeon of Fort Warren, it -is one of the most powerful human documents of the War. At the same -time, the South held her own days of national prayer and fasting: and -the verses which her poets wrote on these occasions, were quite in -character with the national temper. - -In the dark days of the next two years, the South was to find need -for all her faith and confidence in the right. As if Jackson’s death -was not sufficient evil, July first to third brought Lee’s defeat at -Gettysburg, and on the day after this battle, the fall of Vicksburg, on -the Mississippi. This meant the complete breaking of the Confederate -line in the Southwest, and the return of the Army of Northern Virginia -to its original position in Virginia. To complete the rout of the -Confederate line, the Union forces now began to beat through the -Southern defense in Tennessee and Kentucky, while Lee, back once more -in Virginia, maneuvered to and fro against Meade. In the Southern -campaign, the Confederates were steadily forced out of Tennessee, and -Chattanooga, the objective of the Union troops. This, (which was with -Richmond, the last important strategic point left to the Confederacy) -was wrested from Bragg, and occupied by Rosecrans on the ninth. The -latter thought that the fall of the city would be sufficient warning -to the Southerner, and that he and his forces would at once withdraw. -Far from doing that, however, Bragg engaged him, ten days later, -at Chickamauga. It was a two days’ battle, on the nineteenth and -twentieth, and was, next to Sharpsburg, the bloodiest engagement of -the War. Though a Confederate victory, it was dearly bought. Yet even -after all her suffering, the South willingly paid the price. Verses in -the Richmond _Sentinel_ called the river “Chickamauga, The Stream of -Death,” where the foe-- - - Learned, though long unchecked they spoil us, - Dealing desolation round, - Marking, with the tracks of ruin - Many a rood of Southern ground; - Yet, whatever course they follow, - Somewhere in their pathway flows - Dark and deep, a Chickamauga, - Stream of death to vandal foes. - - They have found it darkly flowing - By Manassas’ famous plain, - And by rushing Shenandoah - Met the tide of woe again; - Chickahominy, immortal, - By the long ensanguined fight, - Rappahannock, glorious river, - Twice renowned for matchless fight. - - Heed the story, dastard spoilers, - Mark the tale these waters tell, - Ponder well your fearful lesson, - And the doom that there befell; - Learn to shun the Southern vengeance, - Sworn upon the votive sword, - Every stream a Chickamauga - To the vile invading horde! - -None the less, in the battles that followed, the Union forces -prevailed. In the three days’ fighting before Chattanooga, culminating -in the Battle of Missionary Ridge, on November twenty-fifth, the -Confederates were set in full flight. J. Augustine Signaigo described -this fight in “The Heights of Mission Ridge.” The final catastrophe had -begun. - -It had been threatening for a long time. By the end of ’63, nearly -every Southern home had suffered some loss or sorrow. “Our Christmas -Hymn” by Dr. John Dickson Bruns of Charleston, put the grief of the -land into words. - - Wild bells! that shake the midnight air - With those dear tones that custom loves, - You wake no sounds of laughter here - Nor mirth in all our silent groves; - On one broad waste, by hill or flood, - Of ravaged lands your music falls, - And where the happy homestead stood - The stars look down on roofless halls. - -Timrod’s “Christmas, 1863,” shows a South that is sobered, and weary of -battle: who with no idea of yielding, nevertheless, yearns for peace. - - How grace this hallowed day? - Shall happy bells, from yonder ancient spire, - Send their glad greetings to each Christmas fire - Round which the children play? - - How could we bear the mirth, - While some loved reveller of a year ago - Keeps his mute Christmas now beneath the snow, - In cold Virginian earth? - - * * * * * - - How shall we grace the day? - Oh! let the thought that on this holy morn - The Prince of Peace--the Prince of Peace was born, - Employ us, while we pray! - - * * * * * - - He who till time shall cease, - Shall watch that earth, where once, not all in vain - He died to give us peace, will not disdain - A prayer whose theme is--peace. - - Perhaps, ’ere yet the spring - Hath died into the summer, over all - The land, the peace of His vast love shall fall - Like some protecting wing. - - * * * * * - - Peace on the whirring marts, - Peace where the scholar thinks, the hunter roams, - Peace, God of Peace! peace, peace in all our homes, - And peace in all our hearts! - -1864 was a year to be endured in stricken anguish. After a comparative -lull during the first months of the war, on the fourth of May three -Union armies moved forward, two destined for Richmond to shatter what -part of the original Confederate line there was left, and one for -Atlanta against Johnston and Hood, setting out to employ the troops -still in the far South, and keep them from the relief of Lee and -Richmond. This latter campaign was to end in the fall of Atlanta, and -“Sherman’s March to the Sea,” and caused the invention of a new word. - - Gaunt and grim like a spectre rose that word before the world, - From a land of bloom and beauty into ruin rudely hurled, - From a people scourged by exile, from a city ostracised - Pallas-like it sprang to being, and that word is--Shermanized.[16] - -Atlanta fell, despite Hood’s frantic efforts, on September third, ’64. -Hood’s rashness in engaging in a counter attack against Nashville, -cost him several severe defeats, and finally his army. Tennessee was -thus brought entirely under Union control, and late in December, on -the twenty-fourth, Sherman occupied Savannah. Two poems, by the same -author, Alethea S. Burroughs of Georgia, commemorate this incident most -poignantly, “Savannah,” written in encouragement when her ruin seemed -impending, and “Savannah Fallen,” written after the occupation of the -town. - -On the way to Savannah, Sherman’s route had lain through Columbia, -which had been pillaged and burned, a circumstance that was the -savage inspiration of James Barron Hope’s flaming verses, “A Poem -that Needs No Dedication.” The sack of Columbia caused the evacuation -of Charleston by the Confederate forces, then directly menaced, and -before the oncoming destroyer the city was deserted. The pitiful fate -of the city which had witnessed the birth and earliest days of the -Confederacy, could not fail to stir the anguish of the Southern poets. -“The Foe at the Gates,” by Dr. Bruns, for example, reveals the still -prevailing temper of the South. - - Ring round her! children of her glorious skies, - Whom she hath nursed to stature proud and great; - Catch one last glance from her imploring eyes, - Then close your ranks and face the threatening fate. - - To save her proud soul from that loathed thrall - Which yet her spirit cannot brook to name; - Or, if her fate be near, and she must fall, - Spare her--she sues--the agony and shame. - - From all her fanes let solemn bells be tolled, - Heap with kind hands her costly funeral pyre, - And thus, with paean sung and anthem rolled, - Give her, unspotted, to the God of Fire. - - Gather around her sacred ashes, then, - Sprinkle the cherished dust with crimson rain - Die! as becomes a race of freeborn men, - Who will not crouch to wear the bondsmen’s chain. - -To the poets of the South, the fate of this city was particularly -significant, for if any place may be said to have been the literary -centre of the Confederacy, it was Charleston. There, for example, -lived Simms and Timrod and Hayne, the leaders of her lyrists, who, -in the general destruction of the city, suffered the loss of their -homes and libraries. Had Charleston been spared to them and to others, -the literary history of the South in the days after the war might -have been a different tale. As it was, the disaster to each of these -particular men proved irretrievable. - -Lee, during the summer months, though stoutly resisting, and adroitly -circumventing the enemy at nearly every turn, was nevertheless being -forced back against Richmond. The Battles of the Wilderness, May fifth -and sixth, the Spottsylvania fighting, on the eighth to the twentieth, -and Cold Harbor, on June third, resulted in advantage first to one -side and to the other. Then the conflict swung below Richmond to -Petersburg, and for the next month, the Union forces were halted before -that strongly fortified town. The “Battle of the Crater” was fought -on July thirtieth, over ground destroyed by Federal mines, but it was -unsuccessful for the Unionists, and their losses were so terrific that -for the next winter, at least, Richmond was safe. - -The Petersburg siege is noteworthy since during it were written some of -the most attractive lyrics of the war, like “Dreaming in the Trenches,” -by Gordon McCabe, and “A Bloody Day is Dawning,” by William Munford. -It is remarkable that such freshness of phrase could be given to men -wearied by three years of disappointing struggle. One may imagine that -this is but another indication of the vitality and spirit that was an -integral part of the Southern character. - -By the end of ’64, the Confederate battle wall had been crumpled and -was beaten in, everywhere except in Virginia, before Richmond. Peace -for a stricken land was the immediate concern alike of poets and -people. Beyond that they did not trust themselves to think: but peace -was the universal prayer. - - Peace! Peace! God of our fathers, grant us Peace! - Peace in our hearts, and at Thine altars; Peace - On the red waters and their blighted shores; - Peace for the leaguered cities, and the hosts - That watch and bleed, around them and within; - Peace for the homeless and the fatherless; - Peace for the captive on his weary way, - And the mad crowds who jeer his helplessness. - For them that suffer, them that do the wrong-- - Sinning and sinned against--O, God! for all-- - For a distracted, torn and bleeding land-- - Speed the glad tidings! Give us, give us Peace.[17] - -The end came quickly. After a winter of preparation, determined among -the Union forces, despairing among Lee’s men, the attack on Petersburg -was resumed and carried on April second, of ’65. The next day, Richmond -fell. Lee found escape impossible, and on the twelfth the little white -farmhouse at Appomattox Court House, in the meeting of Lee and Grant, -witnessed at once the death of a young nation and the rebirth of an -older one. - -Lyric as had always been the poetic genius of the South, it was but -natural that her anguished cry of despair and defeat should be put into -the mouths of her poets. For the most part, the poems on this theme are -of beautiful quality, and those still extant form the largest single -class in the war poetry of the four years.[18] Correspondingly, they -constitute a glass wherein one may see how defeat came to the South, -and how she met the challenge of the issue. There were, of course, some -spirits which cried out beneath the unendurable prick that death itself -had been preferable to defeat. There is not emotion more appalling -than despair for which one sees no relieving element of comfort. Such -poems as “Stack Arms,” by Joseph Blythe Alston, “Doffing the Gray,” -by Lieutenant Falligant, “The Price of Peace” by “Luola” or “Peace” -by Alethea Burroughs of Savannah are terrible expressions of this -attitude. At the same time, there were those who like Mrs. Preston, in -“Acceptation,” met the issue more bravely and gently: - - We do accept thee, heavenly Peace! - Albeit thou comest in a guise - Unlooked for--undesired, our eyes - Welcome, thro’ tears, the kind release - From war and woe and want--surcease - For which we bless thee, holy Peace! - - We lift our foreheads from the dust; - And as we meet thy brow’s clear calm, - There falls a freshening sense of balm - Upon our spirits. Fear--distrust-- - The hopeless present on us thrust-- - We’ll front them as we can, and must. - - * * * * * - - Then courage, brothers! Tho’ our breast - Ache with that rankling thorn, despair, - That failure plants so sharply there-- - No pang, no pain shall be confessed; - We’ll work and watch the brightening west, - And leave to God and Heaven, the rest. - -There were others who accepted the inevitable gracefully, but defiantly. - - Weep, if thou wilt, with proud sad mien, - Thy blasted hopes--thy peace undone; - Yet brave, live on--nor seek to shun - Thy fate, like Egypt’s conquered queen. - - Though forced a captive’s place to fill, - In the triumphal train--yet there, - Superbly, like Zenobia, wear - Thy chains--_Virginia victrix_ still.[19] - -There were yet others to whom the fall of the Confederacy was typified -in the furling of its banner. Poems like “The Conquered Banner,” -by Father Ryan, and J. C. M.’s “Cruci Dum Spiro, Fido,” and A. J. -Requier’s “Ashes of Glory” are typical expressions of such spirits. -Then there were those who, like D. B. Lucas, “In the Land Where We Were -Dreaming,” began to regard the struggle as the passing of a spirit -world with which had passed all chivalry and beauty. - -There are many of these verses portraying the end, each slightly -differing in spirit from the one before, each repaying careful study -with the beauty of its melody, and as a class, forming the noblest -group of the war poems, whose only companions may be the earliest of -the “Cry to Arms” series. Yet these poems of defeat are infinitely the -more appealing in that the fire and dash of the earlier verses has here -given way to the dignity of sorrow. “For the people’s hopes are dead.” - -Hundreds of poems written during the four years of conflict reflect -either individual reactions to war conditions, or incidents of battle. -Besides these there are the prison verses, humorous pieces, and -the southern songs, which in no way concern the historical passage -of the War. There are poems of personal feeling, for example, like -the exquisite and tender “The Confederate Soldier’s Wife Parting -From Her Husband” or Major S. Y. Levy’s “Love Letter,” or Fanny -Downing’s “Dreaming.” There are poems that picture the life of the -civilian population, like “The Homespun Dress” by Miss Sinclair, or -the anonymous “Your Mission” which is of more than passing interest -since in the South it was attributed equally to John R. Thompson, -Mrs. Preston, Paul H. Hayne, and Mrs. Browning.[20] There are poems -reflecting the ravages of the war on the families of the soldiers, -like “Heart Victories,” “Somebody’s Darling,” “Reading the List,” -“Volunteered,” and “The Unreturning.” One could continue the catalogue -indefinitely. - -The prison verse, while not extensive, is for the most part, of -good quality. There are five men whose work may be considered as -representative, S. Teackle Wallis, who was imprisoned at Fort Warren, -and four at Johnson’s Island. Wallis’s “To The Exchanged Prisoners” -was written in Fort Warren in July ’62, and is one of the first of the -prison poems which we can identify as such. The others, Major A. S. -Hawkins, Colonel Beuhring H. Jones, Colonel W. W. Fontaine, and Major -George McKnight, (“Asa Hartz,”) wrote two years later, in ’64 and -’65. Hawkins was the author of many poems, all of them popular, “The -Hero Without a Name,” “To Infidelia,” “True to the Last,” “Give Up,” -“A Prisoner’s Fancy.” About the best known of Beuhring Jones’ verses -were “To a Dear Comforter,” and the rather humorous “Rat den Linden.” -Fontaine was the author of many poems, notably “The Countersign,” -“Virginia Desolate,” and “The Cliff Beside the Sea.” It remained -for “Asa Hartz” to while away his prison hours in writing lines so -delightfully humorous, so free and swift moving, that it is difficult -to believe they could have been written within prison walls. “Living or -Dying,” “Will No One Write to Me?” “To Exchange-Commissioner Ould,” and -“My Love and I” are among the best of his lighter verses: “Exchanged,” -and “Farewell to Johnson’s Island” are of more sober temper. “My Love -and I” is the best example of his work: - - My love reposes on a rosewood frame-- - A bunk have I; - A couch of feathery down fills up the same-- - Mine’s straw, but dry; - She sinks to sleep at night with scarce a sigh-- - With waking eyes I watch the hours creep by. - - My love her daily dinner takes in state-- - And so do I (?); - The richest viands flank her silver plate-- - Course grub have I. - Pure wines she sips at ease, her thirst to slake-- - I pump my drink from Erie’s limpid lake! - - My love has all the world at will to roam-- - Three acres I; - She goes abroad, or quiet sits at home-- - So cannot I; - Bright angels watch around her couch at night-- - A Yank, with loaded gun, keeps me in sight. - - A thousand weary miles do stretch between - My love and I; - To her, this wintry night, cool, calm, serene, - I waft a sigh; - And hope with all my earnestness of soul, - Tomorrow’s mail may bring me my parole! - - There’s hope ahead! We’ll one day meet again-- - My love and I; - We’ll wipe away all tears of sorrow then, - Her lovelit eye - Will all my many troubles then beguile, - And keep this wayward reb. from Johnston’s Isle. - -The poetry dealing with incidents of the war is varied, and touches -many subjects. There were such verses for example, as “The Silent -March,” by Walker Meriweather Bell, written on an occasion during the -war when General Lee was lying asleep by the wayside and an army of -fifteen thousand men “passed by with hushed voices and footsteps, lest -they should disturb his slumbers;” “Stonewall Jackson’s Way,” written -on the theme of the great general’s ability “always to be where needed -and in the thick of things;” “The Lone Sentry,” based on an incident, -common to all wars, of the great general relieving a weary sentry; -“The Battle Rainbow” by John R. Thompson, inspired by the rainbow -that appeared the evening before the beginning of the Seven Days of -Battle before Richmond. “The rainbow overspread the eastern sky, and -exactly defined the position of the Confederate army, as seen from the -Capitol at Richmond.” There were poems like “Music in Camp” also by -John R. Thompson, suggested by an incident that occurred just after -Chancellorsville: and “The Unknown Hero,” by W. Gordon McCabe, based on -the discovery, “after the Battle of Malvern Hill, of a [Confederate] -soldier lying dead fifty yards in advance of any man or officer, his -musket firmly grasped in the rigid fingers, name unknown, simply ‘2 La’ -on his cap.” - -Another interesting group of poems, closely connected with the war, -although not with the actual progress of events, is found in the -national and the army songs which were sung in camp and field and by -the fire-side. It was natural that “Dixie” should be the most popular -of airs, and while it admitted of endless variations and sentiments, -the words that were generally sung to it were those by Albert Pike. -The Marseillaise was another widely popular air, to which were sung -any number of poems. One of these “The Southern Marseillaise” by A. -E. Blackmar, written early in 1861, was sung by the troops as they -marched to their assembling points, and may very properly be called the -Rallying Song of the South. - -“The Bonnie Blue Flag,” by Harry Macarthy was the favorite of the -popular national songs. It was first sung by him on the stage of the -Academy of Music in New Orleans, in September, 1861, and caused such -excitement that the event precipitated a riot. When General Butler -was in command of the city, two years later, he threatened to impose -a fine of twenty-five dollars on any man, woman or child who sang it. -In addition he arrested the publisher, A. E. Blackmar, destroyed the -sheet music, and fined him five hundred dollars. After the tune became -established as a favorite, Mrs. Annie Chambers Ketchum of Kentucky -wrote other words to the air, which were frequently used.[21] In -addition to the national songs, the various states used particular -anthems. Maryland had Randall’s song, “Maryland, My Maryland.” For -South Carolina there were Timrod’s noble lines in the same strain, -“Carolina.” “Georgia, My Georgia” was written by Carrie Bell Sinclair, -and the “Song of the Texas Rangers” by Mrs. J. D. Young. These are but -a few among a longer list. - -It has been said[22] that while the Confederate Army was not -“absolutely destitute of songs, it simply lacked a plentiful supply -of songs written especially for the moment.” This is far from being -the case. Indeed, the camp songs and marching ballads written in the -Confederate camps during the war, are legion. They vary in excellence -from “The Cavaliers’ Glee” by Captain William Blackford of Stuart’s -staff, to the extremely popular and delightful “Goober Peas,” by A. -Pender. For the camp catches there were certain stock tunes, such as -the “Happy Land of Canaan,” “Wait for the Wagon,” “We’ll Be Free in -Maryland,” “Gay and Happy,” which were used over and over, and to which -words were improvised to fit the occasion. Even the slender Confederate -Navy had her stock of ballads. “The Alabama,” by E. King, author of -“Naval Songs of the South,” is the best representative of this class. - -It is not strange that during the chaotic days of the Confederacy, -poems that had been written by Southerners in antebellum days were -published in the South as of Confederate origin; and that poems of -the war period written in the North or abroad should be attributed -to Confederate authors. In the first category are verses such as -“My Wife and Child,” by Henry R. Jackson of Georgia, which he wrote -during the Mexican War, and in the second class, “The Soldier Boy,” a -widely popular poem which was really by the Englishman, Dr. William -Maginn (1793-1842), whom Thackeray satirized as “Captain Shalow” in -_Pendennis_, but which was assigned to “H. M. L.” of Lynchburg, and -even given the circumstantial date of May 18, 1861. Another poem that -was widely copied, but which was really written by T. Buchanan Read in -Rome in 1861, was “The Brave at Home.” - -Two other poems whose origins have attracted much attention are “The -Confederate Note,” by Major S. A. Jonas of Mississippi, and “All Quiet -Along the Potomac Tonight,” by Mrs. Ethel Lynn Beers. Major Jonas seems -to have established unquestionable claim to his poem in a letter to -the Louisville _Courier_, under date of December 11, 1889. The poem -by Mrs. Beers was a long time claimed for Lomar Fontaine. Mrs. Beers -had written the verses in 1861, in which year they had appeared in -_Harper’s Weekly_. Late in ’62 they began to circulate in the South, -and for some unknown reason were assigned to Lomar Fontaine. He was at -once showered with praise and eulogy, but it is interesting to note -that in the Editor’s Table of the _Southern Literary Messenger_ for -June, 1863 (p. 375) at the end of verses by Henry C. Alexander “To -Lomar Fontaine, the author of the verses entitled ‘All Quiet Along the -Potomac Tonight,’ and if report be true, one of the unrewarded heroes -of the South” the Editor has subscribed the following discriminating -comment: “It is questionable whether Fontaine wrote the ‘All Quiet -Along the Potomac.’ There was no occasion to incite such a poem. Our -pickets along the Potomac were rarely if ever shot: those of the -Yankees were shot night after night.[23] We have heard that the author -of the lines attributed to Fontaine is an Ohioan. A brave man--a hero, -if you will,--Fontaine has yet to prove that he is a poet.” - -One other poem whose origin has been questioned is “The Countersign,” -which, reprinted in the Philadelphia _Press_ in 1861, was declared -to have been written by a private in Company G, Stuart’s Engineer -Regiment, at Camp Lesley, near Washington. F. F. Browne, in _Bugle -Echoes_, cryptically adds: “But it may now be stated positively that it -was written by a Confederate soldier, still living. The third line of -the fifth stanza affords internal evidence of Southern origin.” This -Confederate soldier was Colonel W. W. Fontaine. - -Metrical study of the Southern war poetry leads inevitably to the -conclusion that Southern temperament lent itself naturally to rhythmic -expression. The poets of the South, many of them untrained in the -technique of their art, wrote in every metrical arrangement that can be -imagined, from curious irregular unrhymed rhythms to ballad measure, -and to the long and intricate stanzaic forms used by Simms and Timrod. -In nearly every case, except, of course, with the cruder camp songs, -the verses flow felicitously, and the effect is melodious. Even in the -sonnet form[24] although the Southerner did not seem capable of writing -a true sonnet, the rhythm moves with ease and harmony. The verses may -infringe every rule of the sonnet form, but the result is effective. - -Such is the achievement of the Southern war verse. It is a wonderfully -effective expression of sentiment, and becomes all the more remarkable -when one considers the conditions under which it was created. It was -written in a land first rich and prosperous, then through four weary -years ravaged and starved into ruin: by soldiers in the field and in -the prisons, and women suffering silently at home. Even the mediums -through which this poetry was published, shared the vicissitudes of the -land, and have been generally destroyed or scattered. Nevertheless the -war poetry of the Confederacy which remains to us today, stands as an -enduring memorial to the inherent nobility of the Southern heart and to -the fidelity of devotion to principle, which has always given the South -the admiration of those who, while they cannot agree with her point of -view, must nevertheless respect her courage and spirit. At the same -time it forms a notable contribution to the literature of our land. -Best of all, this poetry satisfies the function of those “Sentinel -Songs” of which Father A. J. Ryan wrote, on May sixth, 1867: - - When sinks the soldier brave - Dead at the feet of Wrong, - The poet sings, and guards his grave - With sentinels of song. - - * * * * * - - When marble wears away - And monuments are dust, - The Songs that guard our soldiers’ clay - Will still fulfill their trust. - - - - -FOOTNOTES: - -[1] See _War Poetry of the South_, ed. by W. Gilmore Simms, Preface, -pp. v and vi. - -[2] See _An American Anthology_, Introduction, p. xxii. - -[3] See _An American Anthology_, Introduction, p. xxii. - -[4] Noted in the Editor’s Table of The Southern Literary Messenger for -January, 1862. - -[5] See _Biographical and Critical Studies of Southern Authors_, “Irwin -Russell,” p. 97. - -[6] See The Creed of the Old South, pp. 24 and 25. - -[7] See The Creed of the Old South, p. 38. - -[8] See _Southern Prose and Poetry_, p. 15. - -[9] See _Biographical and Critical Studies of Southern Authors_, “Irwin -Russell,” pp. 97 and 98. - -[10] See “_To the South_,” stanza V, by James Maurice Thompson. - -[11] See _South Songs_, p. vii. - -[12] See _Photographic History of the Civil War_, vol. 9, pp. 86 and 88. - -[13] See _War Poets of the South: Singers on Fire_, S. A. Link, p. 382. - -[14] “_Butler’s Proclamation_” by Paul H. Hayne, occasioned by Butler’s -order to the effect: “It is ordered that hereafter when any female -shall by word, gesture or movement insult or show contempt for any -officer or soldier of the United States, _she shall be regarded and -held liable lo be treated as a woman of the town_, plying her vocation.” - -[15] See _The Creed of the Old South_, by Basil L. Gildersleeve, p. 13. - -[16] See “Shermanized” by L. Virginia French. - -[17] “_Prayer for Peace_,” by S. Teackle Wallis of Maryland. - -[18] In the present collection, eighty-one poems are definitely -concerned with the immediate circumstances of defeat. - -[19] “_Virginia Capta_” by Mrs. Margaret J. Preston. - -[20] See _South Songs_, edited by T. C. de Leon, note 11, p. 149. - -[21] See _The South in History and Literature_, by Mildred Lewis -Rutherford, p. 254. - -[22] See _Three Centuries of Southern Poetry_, by Carl Holliday, p. 112. - -[23] This was probably due to the fact that the Southern slopes of the -river were wooded as compared with the rather bare Northern side. - -[24] In the present collection there are seventeen sonnets. - - - - -REFERENCE BIBLIOGRAPHY - - - _An American Anthology, 1787-1900._ Selections illustrating the - editor’s critical review of American poetry in the nineteenth - century. Edited by Edmund Clarence Stedman. Boston and New - York: Houghton Mifflin Company. The Riverside Press, Cambridge, - 1900. - - _The Creed of the Old South, 1865-1915._ By Basil L. - Gildersleeve. Baltimore: The Johns Hopkins Press, 1915. - - _History of the Civil War, 1861-1865._ By James Ford Rhodes, - LL.D., Litt.D.: with maps. New York: The Macmillan Company, - 1917. - - _The Photographic History of the Civil War_, Vol. IX. Poetry - and Eloquence of the Blue and Gray: edited by Dudley H. Miles, - Ph.D., Columbia, introduction by Dr. W. P. Trent, of Columbia. - Appendix. Songs of the War Days--Soldier Songs and Negro - Spirituals. New York: The Review of Reviews Co., 1911. - - _Poets of the South_: A series of Biographical and Critical - Studies with typical poems, annotated by F. U. N. Painter, - A.M., D.D. New York, Cincinnati, Chicago, 1903. - - _The South in History and Literature_: A Handbook of Southern - Authors from the Settlement of Jamestown, 1607, to Living - Writers. By Mildred Lewis Rutherford, Athens, Ga. Atlanta: The - Franklin-Turner Co., 1907. - - _South Songs: From the Lays of Later Days._ Collected and - Edited by T. C. De Leon. New York: Blelock & Co., No. 19 - Beekman Street, 1866. - - _The Southern Literary Messenger._ Dr. G. W. Bagby, Editor, - January, 1862. Macfarlane & Fergusson, Proprietors, Richmond, - Va. - - _Southern Prose and Poetry_: for Schools. By Edwin Mims and - Bruce R. Payne. Charles Scribner’s Sons: New York, Chicago, - Boston, 1910. - - _Southern Writers: Biographical and Critical Sketches_: “Irwin - Russell.” By William Malone Baskerville. September, 1896. - Barber & Smith, Agents, Nashville, Tenn. - - _War Poetry of the South._ Edited by William Gilmore Simms, - LL.D. New York: Richardson & Company, 540 Broadway, 1867. - - _War Poets of the South: Singers on Fire._ By Samuel Albert - Link. Nashville, Tenn: Barber & Smith, Agents, c. 1898. - - - - -BIBLIOGRAPHY OF COLLECTIONS EXAMINED - - - Material from _Boston_ Boston Athenaeum. - broadsides. - - Material from _New York_ New York Public Library anthologies, - Confederate imprints. - - Material from _Philadelphia_ Library Co. of Philadelphia: - Main branch. - newspaper clippings. - Ridgway branch. - broadsides, - songs, - newspaper clippings, - Mr. Samuel’s collection. - - Material from _Baltimore_ 1. Maryland Historical Society. - Scrap book of broadsides - (Mr. Lennox Birkhead). - 2. Baltimore, City Librarian’s - Office, City Hall. - Ledger 1411, - newspaper clippings. - - Material from _Washington_ Congressional Library. - broadsides (MSS. Division). - magazines, - anthologies, - Confederate imprints. - - Material from _Cleveland_ Western Reserve Historical Society. - broadsides, - anthologies, - Confederate imprints. - - Material from _Private MSS._ and Miscellaneous Sources. - - - - -BIBLIOGRAPHY OF ANTHOLOGIES AND CONFEDERATE IMPRINTS - - - _Abram_: A Military Poem. By A. Young Rebelle, Esq., of the - Army. Richmond: Macfarlane & Fergusson, 1863. - - [“A string of smoothly running rhymes about Lincoln, Stonewall, - McClellan, Pope, Burnside & Co., with a very droll preface - in place of an appendix. The author is a Texan, and we doubt - not his comrades of Hood’s old brigade will enjoy this little - book nearly as much as they do a hard day’s fight after a long - march.”--Review in _The Southern Literary Messenger_, for - March, 1863.] - - _Allan’s Lone Star Ballads_: A collection of southern patriotic - songs, made during Confederate times ... compiled and revised - by Francis D. Allan. Galveston, Texas: J. D. Sawyer, 1874. - - _American War Ballads and Lyrics_: Edited by George Cary - Eggleston. New York and London: G. P. Putnam’s Sons, 1889. - - _The Army Songster_: Dedicated to the Army of Northern - Virginia. Published by George L. Bidgood, Richmond, Va., and - printed by Macfarlane & Fergusson, 1864. (Reprinted by J. W. - Fergusson & Son, 1902.) - - [“This is one of the almost numberless catalogues of - ‘Songbooks,’ ‘Songsters,’ etc., which has been published during - the War,--rejoicing in such patriotic titles as the ‘Rebel,’ - ‘Stonewall,’ ‘Soldiers,’ etc., which with a most refreshing - contempt for consistency in name and date, embrace sprinklings - from the lyric music of almost every age and clime. ‘No One to - Love,’ ‘Rory O’More,’ ‘Kathleen Mavourneen,’ ‘Marseillaise,’ - etc., etc., of course, figure extensively. We suppose the ‘Army - Songster’ is quite as good as the rest, and we are not quite - sure this is extravagant praise.”--Review in _The Southern - Literary Messenger_ for April, 1864.] - - _The Beauregard Songster_: Being a collection of Patriotic, - Sentimental and Comic Songs, The Most Popular of the Day. - Arranged by Hermann L. Schreiner. Published by John C. - Schreiner & Son, Macon and Savannah, Ga., 1864. - - _Beechenbrook_: A Rhyme of the War, by Margaret J. Preston. - Richmond: J. W. Randolph, 121 Main Street, 1865. - - _Same_: Baltimore, 1867. - - _Bugle-echoes_: A collection of poems of the Civil War, - Northern and Southern. New York: White, Stokes & Allen, 1866. - - _The Cavalier Songster_: Containing a Splendid Collection of - Original and Selected Songs, Compiled and Arranged Expressly - for the Southern Public. Staunton, Va., 1865. - - _Confederate Scrap Book_: Copied from a Scrapbook kept by a - young girl during and immediately after the war, with additions - from war-copies of the “Southern Literary Messenger” and - “Illustrated News” loaned by friends, and other selections as - accredited. Published for the benefit of the Memorial Bazaar, - held in Richmond, April 11, 1893. Richmond, Va.: J. L. Hill - Printing Co., 1893. - - _Corinth, and Other Poems of the War_: By Cornelia J. M. - Jordan. “Praeritorum Memoria Eventorum.” Lynchburg: Johnson & - Schaffter, Printers, 60 and 62 Market Street, 1865. - - [“Publicly burnt on its appearance in 1865, by order of General - Terry, as an objectionable and incendiary publication.” See - Adams, _Dictionary of American Authors_ (1905), p. 213.] - - _Cullings from The Confederacy_: A Collection of Southern - Poems, Original and Others, popular during the War between the - States, and Incidents and Facts worth recalling. 1862-1866. - Including the Doggerel of the Camp, as Well as Tender Tribute - to the Dead. “From grave to gay, from reverend to severe.” - Compiled by Nora Fontaine M. Davidson, Petersburg, Va. - Washington, D. C.: the Rufus H. Darby Printing Co., 1903. - - _The General Lee Songster_: Being a collection of the most - popular, sentimental, patriotic and comic songs. Arranged by - Hermann L. Schreiner. Published by John C. Schreiner & Sons, - Macon and Savannah, Ga., 1865. - - _Hopkins’ New Orleans 5c Song Book._ New Orleans, 1861. - - _Immortal Songs of Camp and Field._ By Rev. Louis Albert - Banks, D.D. With portraits and illustrations. The B. B. Co., - Cleveland. The Burrows Brothers Company, Publishers, 1899. - - _Immortelles_: A tribute to “The Old South.” A Compilation by - Sarah Robinson Reid. Little Rock, Ark.: published by the Brown - Printing Company, 1896. - - _The Jack Morgan Songster._ Compiled by a Captain in General - Lee’s Army. Raleigh, N. C. Branson & Farrar, Fayetteville St., - 1864. - - _Original Collection of War Poems and War Songs of the American - Civil War._ Compiled by Angie C. Beebe. Edited and Published by - The Argus Press at Red Wing, Minnesota. - - _Our War Songs, North and South._ Cleveland, Ohio; S. - Brainard’s Sons, c. 1887. (Words and music.) - - _Personal and Political Ballads._ Arranged and edited by Frank - Moore. New York: George P. Putnam, 1864. - - _The Photographic History of the Civil War_, Vol. IX, Poetry - and Eloquence of the Blue and Gray. Edited by Dudley N. Miles, - Ph.D., Columbia. Introduction by Dr. W. P. Trent, of Columbia. - Appendix: Songs of the War Days--soldier songs and negro - spirituals. New York: The Review of Reviews Company, 1911. - - _Poetry, Lyrical, Narrative and Satirical, of the Civil War._ - Selected and Edited by Richard Grant White. New York: The - American News Company, 1866. - - _Rebel Rhymes and Rhapsodies_: Collected and edited by Frank - Moore. New York: George P. Putnam, 1864. - - _Richmond, Her Glory and Her Graves._ By Cornelia J. M. Jordan. - Richmond: Medical Journal Printing Co., 1866. - - _The Royal Ape_: A Dramatic Poem. Richmond: West & Johnston, - 145 Main Street, 1863. - - _Songs and Ballads of the Southern People, 1861-1865._ - Collected and edited by Frank Moore. New York: D. Appleton & - Co., 1, 3, and 5 Bond Street, 1886. - - _Songs of Love and Liberty._ Compiled by a North Carolina Lady. - Raleigh, N. C.: Branson & Farrer, Fayetteville St., 1864. - - _Songs of the Confederacy and Plantation Melodies._ Compiled by - Mrs. A. Mitchell. G. B. Jennings, 1907. - - _Songs of the South_: Choice selections from southern poets - from Colonial times to the present day. Collected and edited by - Jennie Thornley Clarke. Philadelphia: J. B. Lippincott Company, - 1896. - - _Songs of the South._ J. W. Randolph, 121 Main Street, - Richmond, Va., 1863. - - [There was an earlier edition in 1862.] - - _Songs Written by Capt. T. F. Roche, C. S. A., Prisoner of War - at Fort Delaware, 1865._ Sung by the Fort Delaware minstrel - troop, organized by the Confederate officers to aid sick - comrades in hospital. Winchester, Va.: The Enterprise Printing - Company. - - _South Songs_: From the Lays of Later Days. Collected and - Edited by T. C. De Leon. New York: Blelock & Co., 19 Beekman - Street, 1866. - - _The Southern Amaranth_: A carefully selected collection of - poems growing out of and in reference to the late war. Edited - by Miss Sallie A. Brock. New York: George S. Wilcox, Publisher, - successor to Blelock & Co., 49 Mercer Street, 1869. - - _Southern and Miscellaneous Poems._ By Thomas Q. Barnes, - Mobile, Ala., 1886. - - _Southern Odes_: By The Outcast, a gentleman of South Carolina. - [C. B. Northrup.] Published for the benefit of the Ladies Fuel - Society. Charleston: Harper and Calvo, 1861. - - _The Southern Literary Messenger_: Devoted to every department - of Literature, and the Fine Arts. Edited by Dr. G. W. Bagby, - 1861-1864, and F. H. Alfriend, 1864. Richmond: Published by - Macfarlane & Fergusson, Proprietors, 1861-1863, and Wedderburn - & Alfriend, Proprietors, 1864. January, 1861-June, 1864. - - [Owing to war conditions, the magazine suspended publication - after June, 1864.] - - _The Southern Poems of the War_: Collected and arranged by Miss - Emily V. Mason. Baltimore: John Murphy & Co., Publishers, 182 - Baltimore Street, 1867. - - _Same._ Third edition revised and enlarged. Baltimore, 1869. - - _The Southern Songster_: A collection of the best original - songs of the Confederate states. Published for sale at the - Southern Bazaar, at Liverpool, October, 1864. - - _Southern War Songs._ Atlanta: Franklin Printing & Publishing - Co., 1895. - - _Southern War Songs_: Camp Fire, Patriotic & Sentimental. - Collected and arranged by W. L. Fagan. Illustrated. New York: - M. T. Richardson & Co., 1890. - - _The Stonewall Song Book_: Being a collection of patriotic, - sentimental and comic songs. Richmond: West & Johnston, 1865. - - _The Sunny Land, or Prison Prose & Poetry_: Containing the - Productions of the Ablest Writers of the South, and Prison Lays - of Distinguished Confederate Officers, by Colonel Beuhring - H. Jones, 60th Virginia Infantry. Edited, with Preface, - Biographies, Sketches and Stories by J. A. Houston, Baltimore, - 1868. - - “The land we love--a queen of lands, - No prouder one the world has known; - Though now uncrowned, upon her throne - She sits with fetters on her hands.” - - _War_: A poem, with copious notes, founded on the revolution of - 1861-62. (Up to the battles before Richmond, inclusive) by John - H. Hewitt ... Richmond, Va.: Weston & Johnston, 1862. - - _War Flowers_: Reminiscences of Four Year’s Campaigning. - Respectfully dedicated to the Ladies of New Orleans. By F. B. - 1865. - - _War Lyrics and Songs of the South._ London: Spottiswoode & - Co., 1866. “Printed of necessity in England, and not revised.” - - _War Poetry of the South._ Edited by William Gilmore Simms, - LL.D. New York: Richardson & Co., 540 Broadway, 1867. - - _War Poets of the South and Confederate Camp Fire Songs._ - Compiled by Charles William Hubner. Atlanta, Ga.: Chas. P. - Byrd, Printer. - - _War Songs & Poems of the Southern Confederacy, 1861-1865._ - Compiled by H. M. Wharton. Philadelphia: Winston, 1904. - - _War Songs of the Blue and the Gray_: As sung by the Brave - Soldiers of the Union & Confederate Armies in camp, on the - march, and in the garrison; with preface by Professor Henry L. - Williams, etc. New York: Hurst & Co., Publishers, 1905. - - _War Songs of the South_: Edited by “Bohemian,” Correspondent, - Bichmond Despatch. [W. G. Shepperson.] Bichmond: West & - Johnson, 145 Main St., 1862. - - [“I said, I knew a very wise man so much of Sir Chr----’s - sentiment, that he believed if a man were permitted to make all - the ballads, he need not care who should make the laws of a - nation.”--Fletcher’s _Political Works_, p. 372.] - - - - -ABBREVIATIONS USED FOR ANTHOLOGIES - - - Alsb _Allan’s Lone Star Ballads._ - Amaranth _The Southern Amaranth._ - Army _The Army Songster._ - Barnes _Southern and Miscellaneous Poems._ - B. E. _Bugle-Echoes._ - Beau. _The Beauregard Songster._ - Beechenbrook _Beechenbrook: A Rhyme of the War._ - Bohemian _War Songs of the South._ - Cav. _The Cavalier Songster._ - C. C. _Cullings from the Confederacy._ - Cor. _Corinth, and Other Poems._ - C. S. B. _Confederate Scrap Book._ - E. V. M. _Southern Poems of the War,’67._ - E. V. M. ’69 _Southern Poems of the War,’69._ - Fagan _Southern War Songs._ - G. C. E. _American War Ballads and Lyrics._ - Hopkins _Hopkins’ New Orleans 5c Songbook._ - Hubner _War Poets of the South and Confederate Camp Fire - Songs._ - Im. _Immortelles._ - J. M. S. _Jack Morgan Songster._ - L. & L. _Songs of Love and Liberty._ - Lee _The General Lee Songster._ - Outcast _Southern Odes._ - P. & P. B. _Personal and Political Ballads._ - Phot. Hist. _Photographic History of the Civil War._ - Randolph _Songs of the South._ - Richmond _Richmond, Her Glory and Her Graves._ - Roche _Songs Written on Capt. T. F. Roche._ - R. R. _Rebel Rhymes and Rhapsodies._ - S. B. P. _Songs and Ballads of the Southern People._ - S. B. Liv. _Southern Songster._ - S. L. M. _The Southern Literary Messenger._ - S. O. S. _War Lyrics and Songs of the South._ - S. S. _South Songs._ - Sunny _The Sunny Land, or Prison Prose and Poetry._ - War _War._ - W. B. G. _War Songs of the Blue and the Gray._ - W. F. _War Flowers._ - W. G. S. _War Poetry of the South._ - W. L. _War Lyrics and Songs of the South._ - - - - -ABBREVIATIONS USED OF COLLECTIONS - - - R. B. B. _Collection of Broadsides in Ridgway Branch - of Library Company of Philadelphia._ - - R. B. M. _Collection of Music in Ridgway Branch of - Library Company of Philadelphia._ - - R. N. S. _Collection of Newspaper Songs in Ridgway - Branch of Library Co., of Philadelphia._ - - Md. Hist. Soc. _Maryland Historical Society, Baltimore, Md._ - - Wash’n _Collection of the Congressional Library, - Washington, D. C._ - - West. Res. _Collection of the Western Reserve Historical - Society, Cleveland, Ohio._ - - N. Y. P. L. _Collection of the New York Public Library._ - - Priv. _Private MSS. or source._ - - B. C. L., Ledger 1411 _Ledger 1411 in Baltimore City Librarian’s - Office._ - - - - -INDEX OF SOUTHERN WAR POEMS OF THE CIVIL WAR - - [Note:--Round brackets at the end of the title indicate - the volume or one of the volumes in which the poem may be - found. Wherever the poem appears in several anthologies, that - anthology easiest of access to the general reader, has been - selected. Square brackets are used for the interpolation of - explanatory matter. - - The first two lines of each poem are given to serve as a check - since identical poems may appear under corrupted captions, or - various titles.] - - - _Abe’s Cogitations_: (Randolph.) - - “We ought to whip them rebel chaps, - I think so, more and more”-- - - - _Abraham Lincoln: The Mohammed of the Modern Hegira._ New - Orleans, March 5, 1861. (P. & P. B. from the New Orleans - _Crescent_.) - - At midnight in the Keystone State - Old Abe was dreaming of the hour-- - - - _Acceptation_: By Mrs. M. J. Preston. (E. V. M.) - - “We do accept thee, heavenly Peace! - Albeit thou comest in a guise”-- - - - _Acrostic_ [_Davis_]: February 22, 1862. (R. N. S. from the - Charleston _Courier_.) - - “Jehovah, mighty arbiter in earth below, - Ere morning stars together sang, in heaven supreme,”-- - - - _Acrostic_ [_B. F. Butler_]: Baltimore, March 14, 1863. (R. B. - B. 11½.) - - “Brutal by nature--a coward and knave, - Famed for no action, noble or brave”-- - - - _Acrostic in Memory of O. Jennings Wise_: By Miriam. (S. L. M. - Ed. Table, September, ’63.) - - “Over his cold brow - Just touched by Time’s soft silver tracery,”-- - - - _Acrostic on Magruder_: By G. B. Milner, Harrisburg, Texas. - (Alsb.) - - “Much hast thou suffered, bright Isle of the Wave! - Ah! can anyone succor: can anyone save?”-- - - - _Addition to the Bonnie Blue Flag_: A Tribute to True - Kentuckians. (W. L.) - - “And we will add another cheer for our Kentucky State, - Her sons in the most glorious war have proved both brave and great;”-- - - - _Address_: Delivered at the opening of the New Theatre at - Richmond: A Prize Poem, by Henry Timrod. (W. G. S. from - _Southern Illustrated News_.) - - “A fairy ring - Drawn in the crimson of a battle plain”-- - - - _Address to the Exchanged Prisoners_: On the 31st of July, - 1862, all the prisoners of war in Fort Warren, (about 250 - soldiers of the Confederate army) embarked for Fortress Monroe, - to be exchanged. They left in Fort Warren, 14 gentlemen, who - were imprisoned under the designation of “political prisoners.” - These were all Marylanders by birth, all but one (Mr. Winder) - were residents of that state when arrested. On their behalf the - following lines were addressed to their departing friends: By - T. S. Wallis, Fort Warren, July 31, 1862: S. L. M., July and - August, 1862. (E. V. M.) - - “The anchors are weighed, and the gates of yon prison - Fall wide, as your ship gives her prow to the foam,”-- - - - _Address to the Women of the Southern Troops_: Air--“Bruce’s - Address:” By Mrs. J. T. H. Cross. (R. R.) - - “Southern men, unsheathe the sword, - Inland and along the board;”-- - - - _After the Battle_: By Miss Agnes Leonard. (W. G. S. from the - Chicago _Journal of Commerce_, June, 1863.) - - “All day long the sun had wandered, - Through the slowly creeping hours”-- - - - _After the Battle of Bull Run_: July 21, [1861.] (W. L.) - - “Sadly and low, - Hear how the fitful breezes blow!”-- - - - _Afraid of a Dead Baby_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Keep here, my little baby: rest alone! - Not in thy father’s tomb can’st thou be laid:”-- - - - _Alabama_: (Randolph). - - “Over vale and over mountain, - Pealing forth in triumphal song,”-- - - - _The Alabama_: Respectfully dedicated to the Gallant Captain - Semmes, His Officers and Crew and to the Officers and Seamen of - the C. S. Navy: by E. King, author of Naval Songs of the South. - Richmond, Va., George Dunn & Co. (R. B. M., 1864.) - - “The wind blow off yon rocky shore - Boys! Set your sails all free”-- - - - _The Alabama Cottage_: A Homely Scene. (R. B. B.) - - “The Alabamian sat by the chimney side-- - His face was wrinkled and worn.”-- - - - _Albert Sidney Johnston_: (Im.) - - “Honor to him who only drew - In Freedom’s cause his battle blade,”-- - - - _Albert Sidney Johnston_: By A. G. (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “I heard afar, the cannon’s roar, - Its lightning flashed from shore to shore,”-- - - - _Albert Sidney Johnston_: Killed at Battle of Shiloh, April, - 1862. By Fleming James. (E. V. M.) - - “’Mid dim and solemn forests, in the dawning chill and gray - Over dank, unrustling leaves, or through the stiff and sodden clay”-- - - - _Albert Sidney Johnston_: Dirge by Colonel A. W. Terrell. - (Alsb.) - - “Hush the notes of exultation for a battle dearly won! - Low the chief’s proud form is lying--Texas weeps another son!”-- - - - _All Is Gone_: By Fadette. (W. G. S. from the Memphis Appeal.) - - “Sister hark! Atween the trees cometh naught but summer breeze? - All is gone”-- - - - _All Over Now_: (Im.) - - “All over now! The trumpet blast, - The hurried tramping to and fro,”-- - - - _All Quiet Along the Potomac Tonight_: By Mrs. Randolph - Harrison. (C. S. B.) - - “All quiet along the Potomac tonight, - No sound save the rush of the river”-- - - - _All Spice: Or Spice for All_: By Cola, Le Diable Boiteux. - Baltimore, March 7, 1862: Baltimore, April 1, 1862. (R. B. B.) - - “The people endure all - The Hydropaths cure all”-- - - - _All’s Noise Along the Appomattox_: Battle of the Crater, A. - D., 1863. (C. C.) - - “All’s noise along the Appomattox tonight, - For Grant, with his Whiteworth’s and Parrots”-- - - - _All’s Well_: By Mrs. Margaret J. Preston of Va. (Amaranth, - from _The Land We Love_.) - - “‘All’s well!’ How the musical sound - Is pleasantly smiting the ear,”-- - - - _All’s Well: Come to the Rescue._ (R. B. B.) - - “One night of late I chanced to stray - Being in the pleasant sweet month of May dream.”-- - - - _Allons Enfants: The Southern Marseillaise_: Air “Marseillaise.” - By A. E. Blackmar, New Orleans, 1861. (C. S. B.) - - [“This may be called the rallying song of the Confederacy. - Composed early in 1861, it was sung throughout the South while - the soldiers were hurried to Virginia with this, the grandest - of martial airs, as a benediction.”] - - “Sons of the South, awake to glory, - A thousand voices bid you rise”-- - - - _The American Star_: Air “Humors of Glen.” Published by Louis - Bonsai, Baltimore and Frederic Streets, Baltimore. (R. B. B. p. - 7) - - “Come, striking the bold anthem, the war dogs are howling, - Already they eagerly snuff up their prey”-- - - - _The Angel of the Church_: By W. Gilmore Simms. January, 1864. - (W. G. S.) - - “Aye, strike with sacrilegious aim - The temple of the living God;”-- - - - _The Angel of the Hospital_: By S. C. Mercer. (R. N. S. from - the Louisville Journal.) - - “’Twas nightfall in the hospital. The day - As though its eyes were dimmed with bloody rain”-- - - - _Another Flag: A Second Thought_: [By C. B. Northrup.] - (Outcast.) - - “Whole we preserve the stars and stripes and blue - Of freedom’s ancient flag, it will not do”-- - - - _Another Yankee Doodle_: (R. R.) - - “Yankee Doodle has a mind - To whip the Southern traitors.”-- - - - _An Answer to the Poem Entitled “How They Act in Baltimore:”_ - By Redgauntlet. (Md. Hist. B.) - - “When our ladies on the street - Yankee soldiers chance to meet,”-- - - - _An Appeal_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Haste, Kentuckians! wait no longer; - Rally, and you will be stronger.”-- - - - _An Appeal for Jefferson Davis To His Excellency, Andrew - Johnson, President of the United States_: By a Lady of - Virginia. (E. V. M.) - - “Unheralded, unknown, I come to thee, - Who holdest in thy hands the scales of power;”-- - - - _An Appeal for Maryland_: By B. Baltimore, January 20, 1862. - (R. B. B. 84.) - - “Of all the gems that gild the wreath - Of freedom, the blue sky underneath,”-- - - - _Appeal to Maryland_: From a Dying Soldier at Manassas: by a - Lady of Maryland. (S. L. M., Oct., 1861.) - - “Oh Mother! my Maryland! will you awake? - Hear you not from Manassas the thunder of guns?”-- - - - _Appeal to the South_: (R. B. B.) - - “Southrons! since we boast that name; - Southrons! since your blood we claim”-- - - - _An Appeal to the South_: By A Daughter of Dixie H. Baltimore, - Jan. 24, 1862; also Norfolk, Va., Jan. 24, 1862. (R. B. B. 2 & - 41.) - - “Hark! o’er the Southern hills I hear - The cannons and the rifles sound;”-- - - - _(The) Approaching Battle Hour_: By Kentucky. Richmond, - Virginia, June, 1862. (S. O. S.) - - “Ah! hovers over them - The gaunt war-demon fell;”-- - - - _April 26th_: In the ceremonies at Memphis, Tennessee, 26th - April, “In Memory of the Confederate Dead,” Dr. Ford one of the - speakers improvised the following appropriate lines: (E. V. M.) - - “In rank and file, in sad array - As though their watch still keeping,”-- - - - _April Twenty-Sixth_: By Annie Chambers Ketchum. Memphis, Tenn. - (E. V. M.) - - “Dreams of a stately land, - Where rose and lotus open to the sun”-- - - - _Are We Free?_ By James R. Brewer. Annapolis, Oct. 22, 1861. - (E. V. M.) - - “Are we free? Go ask the question - In the cells of Lafayette,”-- - - - _Are You Ready?_ (Bohemian from the Macon _Telegraph_.) - - “Sons and brothers--near and far, - Have you heard the tones of war?”-- - - - _Arise! Ye Sons of Freeborn Sires!_ By A. E. Morris, Company C, - 20th Infantry. (Alsb.) - - “Arise! ye sons of freeborn sires, arise! your country save! - Kindle again the wonted fires that animate the brave:”-- - - - _Arlington_: By Margaret J. Preston. (E. V. M.) - - “You stand upon the chasm’s brink - That yawns so deadly deep,”-- - - - _Arm for The Southern Land_: By General Mirabeau B. Lamar. (S. - B. P.) - - “Arm for the Southern land, - All fear of death disdaining;”-- - - - _The Army and Its Flag of Stars and Stripes_: [By C. B. - Northrup] (Outcast.) - - “In Liberty’s great war”-- - - - _Arouse, Kentuckians!_ By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Arouse, Kentuckians, or my heart will break! - What though by thousands brethren may forsake”-- - - - _Ashby_: By John R. Thompson of Virginia. Richmond, June 13, - 1862: S. L. M., Editor’s Table, May, 1862. (S. S.) - - “To the brave all homage render! - Weep, ye skies of June!”-- - - - _The Ashbys_: By D. B. Lucas, of Va. (E. V. M. ’69.) - - “And lo! there galloped through the gates of war - Two brothers, riding side by side, with spurs,”-- - - - _Ashby’s Avengers_: Air “Annie Lyle.” (Cav.) - - “Down where the Southern army - Near Virginia’s side,”-- - - - _Ashby’s Death_: Air: “Annie Laurie.” (Cav.) - - “A wail sweeps o’er the Valley, - Virginia’s deep with woe.”-- - - - _Ashes of Glory_: By A. J. Requier. (W. G. S.) - - “Fold up the gorgeous silken sun, - By bleeding martyrs blest,”-- - - - _At Fort Pillow_: By James R. Randall. (W. G. S. from the - Wilmington _Journal_, April 25, 1864.) - - “You shudder as you think upon - The carnage of the grim report”-- - - - _At Galveston, Texas_: By H. L. Flash. (Alsb.) - - “We parted, love, some months ago, in pleasant summer weather; - You blamed the fates that you and I could not remain together;”-- - - - _Attention!_ By B. Baltimore, Oct. 16, 1861. (R. B. B. 7.) - - “Hearken, friends and foes now hearken - See Abe Lincoln’s prospects darken;”-- - - - _Audax Omnia Perpeti_, etc. By B. (R. B. B. 4.) - - “Come pretty muse, give me your help, - Keen make my pen as the teamster’s lash”-- - - - _Auld Lang Syne_: A supposed song of Morgan’s Cavalry on - entering a Kentucky town. By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Shall auld acquaintance be forgot, - And not now be brought to mind?”-- - - - _Autumn Thoughts, 1862_: By Miss Mary A. Grason. (E. V. M. ’69.) - - “Our Autumn comes with tender glow; - A golden haze is on the hills,”-- - - - _The Autumn Rain_: By Susan Archer Talley. Richmond, Va. (E. V. - M.) - - “Softly, mournfully, slowly, - Droppeth the rain from the eaves”-- - - - _The Avatar of Hell_: Sonnet, by “Pax.” (W. G. S. from the - Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “Six thousand years of commune, God with man, - Two thousand years of Christ, yet from such roots”-- - - - _Awake! Arise!_ By G. W. Archer, M. D. (W. G. S.) - - “Sons of the South, awake, arise! - A million foes sweep down amain,”-- - - - _Awake in Dixie_: By H. T. S., Winchester, Va., February 24, - 1862. Air, “Dixie’s Land.” (R. B. B. 7.) - - “Hear ye not the sound of battle, - Sabres’ clash and muskets’ rattle:”-- - - - _Away with the Dastards Who Whine of Defeat_: By Paul H. Hayne - of S. C. Charleston, May 10, 1862. (E. V. M.) - - “Away with the dastards who whine of defeat - And hint that the day of destruction draws near,”-- - - - _Away with the Stripes_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Ho! away with the stripes, the despots’ fit flag! - The stars and the stripes are the bully’s great “brag”:”-- - - - _A Ballad for the Young South_: By Joseph Brennan. S. L. M., - Feb., 1861, from the New Orleans _Crescent_. (S. S.) - - “Men of the South! Our foes are up - In fierce and grim array;”-- - - - _The Ballad of the Right_: By J. W. Overall. (S. S. from the - New Orleans _True Delta_.) - - “In other days our fathers’ love was loyal, full and free, - For those they left behind them in the Island of the Sea;”-- - - - _A Ballad of the War_: By George Herbert Sass, of Charleston, - S. C. (W. G. S., originally published in _Southern Field and - Fireside_.) - - “Watchmen, what of the night? - Through the city’s darkening street”-- - - - _Baltimore_: (West. Res.) - - “Hail, queen of cities, birthplace of the just, - Oh how cast down! by Northern vandals crushed,”-- - - - _Baltimore_: By C. (Mr. Samuel’s Scrapbook: Ridgway Library.) - - “Hail, queen of cities, birthplace of the just, - Oh how cast down! By Northern vandals crushed,”-- - - - _Baltimore Girls_: Air, “Dearest Mae.” (West Res.) - - “O the girls of dear old Baltimore, - So beautiful and fair,”-- - - - _The Band in the Pines: Heard after Pelham died_: by John Esten - Cooke. (W. G. S.) - - “Oh, band in the pine-wood, cease! - Cease with your splendid call:”-- - - - _Banks’ Skedaddle_: (Alsb.) - - “You know the Federal General Banks, - Who came through Louisiana with his forty thousand Yanks;”-- - - - _Banner Song_: Written and Expressly Dedicated to the Armstrong - Guards. By Wm. H. Holcombe, M. D. (S. L. M., July 1861.) - - “See our banner floating high - Stars in freedom’s shining sky;”-- - - - _The Banner-Song_: By James B. Marshall. (R. R.) - - “Up, up with the banner, the foe is before us, - His bayonets bristle, his sword is unsheathed,”-- - - - _The Barefooted Boys_: (S. S.) - - “By the sword of St. Michael - The old dragon through!”-- - - - _The Bars and Stars_: Air, “Star Spangled Banner:” by A. W. - Haynes. (Randolph.) - - “Oh, the tocsin of war still resounds o’er the land, - And legions of braves are now rushing to battle,”-- - - - _Le Bataille des Mouchoirs_: The Greatest Battle of the War: - fought Feb. 20, 1863. By a young lady of 17, Eugenie. (S. L. - M., Oct., ’63.) - - “Of all the battles, modern or old, - By poet sung or historian told,”-- - - - _The Battle at Bethel_: Air, “Dixie.” (Bohemian from the - Richmond _Whig_.) - - “Send out the news from West to South and spread it through the land, - Our noble boys have met the foe at Bethel,”-- - - - _The Battle at Bull Run_: By Ruth. Louisville, Ky., July 24, - 1861. (R. R.) - - “Forward, my brave columns, forward! - No other word was spoken;”-- - - - _Battle at Bull’s Run_: (R. B. B. 7.) - - “Oh be easy, don’t you tease me, - While I sing a bit of fun,”-- - - - _Battle Before Richmond_: By G. B. S., 1862. (W. L.) - - “Slowly the great sun rose o’er Richmond’s hills, - Calmly the noble river waved along,”-- - - - _Battle Call, Nec temere, nec timide_: Dedicated to her - countrymen, the Cavaliers of the South, by Annie Chambers - Ketchum. Dunrobin Cottage, May, 1861. (R. R.) - - “Gentlemen of the South! - Gird on your flashing swords!”-- - - - _The Battle Call_: By Mrs. E. V. McCord Vernon, Richmond, Va., - Feb. 20, 1862. (C. C.) - - “Rise Southerner! the day of your glory, - The hour of your destiny’s near”-- - - - _Battle Call to Kentucky, 1862_: By Walker Meriweather Bell. - (Amaranth.) - - “Arouse thee, Kentucky! the graves of thy sires - Are pressed by the foot of the foe.”-- - - - _Battle Cry of Freedom_: By Wm. H. Barnes. (Lee.) - - “Our flag is proudly floating on the land and on the main, - Shout, shout the battle cry of freedom.”-- - - - _The Battle Cry of the South_: By James R. Randall. (W. G. S.) - - “Brothers, the thunder-cloud is black, - And the wail of the South wings forth;”-- - - - _Battle Eve_: By Susan Archer Talley. S. L. M., Aug., 1861. (S. - S.) - - “I see the broad red setting sun - Sink slowly down the sky;”-- - - - _The Battle Field of Manassas_: By M. F. Bigney. (R. R.) - - “Fill, fill the trump of fame - With the name,-- - Manassas,”-- - - - _Battle Hymn_: (W. G. S. from the Charleston _Mercury_). - - “Lord of Hosts, that beholds us in battle, defending - The homes of our sires ’gainst the hosts of the foe”-- - - - _Battle Hymn: Columns Steady_: By Wm. Gilmore Simms. (Bohemian.) - - “Columns steady! make ye ready--with the steel and rifle ready! - Wait the signal! wait the moment--soul and steel and weapon steady!”-- - - - _Battle Hymn of the Virginia Soldier_: (R. B. B. 8.) - - “Father of earth and heaven, I call thy name! - Round me the smoke and shout of battle roll;”-- - - - _Battle Ode to Virginia_: (R. R.) - - “Old Virginia! virgin crowned - Daughter of the royal Bess,”-- - - - _Battle of Belmont_: (Wash’n.) - - “I sing of the Battle of Belmont, ’twas near Columbus town - The Yankees in great numbers from Cairo did come down.”-- - - - _Battle of Belmont_: By J. Augustine Signaigo. (W. G. S. from - the Memphis _Appeal_, Dec. 21, 1861.) - - “Now glory to our Southern cause, and praises be to God - That He hath met the Southron’s foe and scourged him with His - rod:”-- - - - _Battle of Bethel_: (Randolph.) - - “Saw ye not the ruddy sunlight; - Glancing o’er the hill-tops far,”-- - - - _The Battle of Bethel Church_: (C. C. from the New Orleans - _Delta_, 10 June, 1861.) - - “As hurtles the tempest - Proclaiming the storm,”-- - - - _Battle of Big Bethel_: (West Res.) - - “Though Butler be a hero, - Who ne’er has powder smelt,”-- - - - _The Battle of Buena Vista_: Inscribed to Jefferson Davis: by a - Mississippian. (E. V. M. from the Louisville _Courier_, April - 1866.) - - “It was upon the battle field - Where lay the dead and dying”-- - - - _The Battle of Charleston Harbor_: April 7th, 1863: by Paul H. - Hayne. (W. C. S.) - - “Two hours or more, beyond the prime of a blithe April day, - The Northman’s mailed ‘Invincibles’ steamed up air Charleston - Bay;”-- - - - _Battle of Galveston_: Air, “The Harp that Once Through Tara’s - Halls:” by Mrs. E. L. Caplen, of Galveston. (Alsb.) - - “’Twas on that dark and fearful morn - That anxious hearts beat high!”-- - - - _The Battle of Great Bethel_: Fought on Sunday, June 9, 1861. - Dedicated to Magruder and his command: by “C.,” an American - patriot not 14 years old. (Mr. Samuel’s Scrapbook, Ridgway - Library.) - - “Brave Virginians! on this day - Drive the Northern horde away!”-- - - - _Battle of Hampton Roads_: By Ossian D. Gorman. (W. G. S. from - the Macon _Daily Telegraph_.) - - “Ne’er had a scene of beauty smiled - On placid waters ’neath the sun.”-- - - - _The Battle of Hampton Roads_: By Tenella, [Mrs. Clarke of N. - C.] (E. V. M.) - - “Now, once again, let Southern hearts unite in thankful praise, - To the mighty God of battle, mysterious in his ways;”-- - - - _Battle of Manassas_: July 21, 1861. (W. L.) - - “The bridal of the earth and sky! the blessed Sabbath-morn, - Brightens into the perfect day from its soft rosy dawn;”-- - - - _The Battle of Manassas_: Dedicated to General Beauregard, C. - S. A.: by Mrs. Clarke, wife of Colonel Clarke, 14th Regiment, - N. C. (E. V. M.) - - “‘Now glory to the Lord of Hosts!’ oh! bless and praise His name, - That He hath battled in our cause, and brought our foes to shame.”-- - - - _Battle of Manassas (July 21, 1861)_: By Cornelia J. M. Jordan. - (Corinth.) - - “Clear rises now, the glorious sun, - No cloud bedims the sky,”-- - - - _The Battle of Manassas_: By Susan Archer Talley: Richmond, - Aug. 3, 1861. S. L. M., Sept., 1861. (R. B. B. 61.) - - “Now proudly lift, of sunny South, - Your glad triumphal strains,”-- - - - _The Battle of Richmond._ (_Psalm xliv. 3-4_): By George - Herbert Sass, Charleston, S. C. (W. G. S.) - - “Now blessed be the Lord of Hosts through all our Southern land, - And blessed be His holy name, in whose great might we stand;”-- - - - _The Battle of St. Paul’s (N. O.)_: Sung by a Louisiana - Soldier. Conquered Territory of Louisiana, New Orleans, Aug. - 17, 1866. (C. C.) - - “Come boys and listen while I sing - The greatest fight yet fought”-- - - - _Battle of Shiloh_: Louisville, Ky. (W. L.) - - “Quick, the cannon’s shot did pour - Belching death at every roar,”-- - - - _Battle of Shiloh Hill_: Air, “Wandering Sailor,” by M. B. - Smith, Company C, 2nd Regiment, Texas Volunteers. (Alsb.) - - “Come all you valiant soldiers, and a story I will tell, - It is of a noted battle you all remember well;”-- - - - _The Battle of the Mississippi_: (R. R.) - - “The tyrants’ broad pennant is floating - In the South, o’er our waters so blue;”-- - - - _The Battle of the Stove Pipes_: [By Nannie Lemmon (?).] (R. B. - B. 86½.) - - “On Munson’s heights the Rebel Banners wave. - Their hungry hosts, their ‘loyal’ legions brave,”-- - - - _The Battle Rainbow_: By John R. Thompson, of Va. S. L. M., - June, ’62. (W. G. S.) - - “The warm weary day was departing, the smile - Of the sunset gave token the tempest had ceased.”-- - - - _Battle Song_: (C. S. B.) - - “Have you counted up the cost - What is gained and what is lost”-- - - - _Battle Song_: Air, “Humors of Glen.” (Randolph.) - - “Come strike the loud anthem! Again must the story - Of Freedom, down-trodden by tyrants, be told!”-- - - - _Battle Song_: Dedicated to Captain Ben Lane Posey, who - commanded the Red Eagle Battery at Pensacola. (S. L. M., Ed. - Table, June ’62, from the Montgomery _Mail_.) - - “Oh, give us a song, an Eagle’s Song-- - Our labor and toil rewarding,”-- - - - _Battle Song of the “Black Horsemen:”_ Air, “Dixie:” By C. - Winchester, Va., Oct., 1861. (R. B. B. p. 8.) - - “We have come from the brave Southwest - On fairy steeds, with throbbing breast,”-- - - - _Battle Song of the Invaded_: (R. R.) - - “The foe! They come! They come! - Light up the beacon pyre;”-- - - - _Battle Song of the Maryland Line_: (R. B. B. 77.) - - “To arms! to arms! the fight’s begun - Virginia sounds the call;”-- - - - _Battle Song of the South_: By P. E. Collins. (Fag.) - - “Land of our birth, thee, thee I sing, - Proud heritage is thine,”-- - - - _Bay Blossom Cottage_: By Lieutenant H. C. Wright. (Sunny.) - - “Oh, how dear to the heart are these hours of bliss, - Which ‘Bay-Blossom’ e’er brings to my view!”-- - - - _Baylor’s Partisan Rangers_: Air, “Dixie.” By Mary L. Wilson, - of San Antonio. (Alsb.) - - “Hear the summons, sons of Texas! - Now the fierce invaders nex us.”-- - - - _Bayon City Guard’s Dixie_: By the Company’s own poet. (Alsb.) - - “From Houston City and Brazos bottom, - From selling goods, and making cotton,”-- - - - _Bayon City Guard’s Song in the Chickahominy Swamp_: (Alsb.) - - “Fighting for our rights now, feasting when they’re won, - By the Cross and Stars, boys, fluttering in the sun”-- - - - _Beaufort_: By W. J. Grayson, of South Carolina. (W. G. S.) - - “Old home! what blessings late were yours: - The gifts of peace, the songs of joy!”-- - - - _Beau-Regard_: Sung at the Montgomery Theatre on Friday night, - by Mr. M. A. Arnold: by Baron, April 12, 1861. (R. N. S. from - the Montgomery _Mail_.) - - “Flashing, flashing along the wires - The glorious news each heart inspires,”-- - - - _Beauregard_: A Historical Poem: by Kate Luby F----. (P. & P. - B.) - - “In Pavia’s bloody battle field - As troubadours do sing,”-- - - - _Beauregard_: By Catherine A. Warfield of Mississippi: (W. G. - S.) - - “Let the trumpet shout once more, - Beauregard!”-- - - - _Beauregard_: Written after the Battle of Shiloh, when - Beauregard became Commander-in-Chief: by C. A. Warfield of - Kentucky. (E. V. M.) - - “Our trust is now in thee, - Beauregard!”-- - - - _Beauregard at Shiloh_: Lines found on the dead body of a - Confederate soldier after the battle of Williamsburg. (R. B. B.) - - “Now glory to the Lord of Hosts, - And glory the reward”-- - - - _Beauregard’s Appeal_: By Paul H. Hayne. (S. S. from the - Charleston _Courier_.) - - “Yea! though the need is bitter, - Take down those sacred bells!”-- - - - _The Beleaguered City_: By Rosa Vertner Jeffrey. (E. V. M.) - - “There’s a beautiful city, far, far, away, - In the land of myrtle and the rose,”-- - - - _Ben M’Culloch_: Air, “Something new comes every day.” (R. B. - B. 65.) - - “Oh, have you heard of the brave old fellow - He goes by the name of Ben McCulloch,”-- - - - _Ben M’Culloch--He Fell At His Post!_ By Ned Bracken. (Alsb.) - - “When the Northmen their war-banner spread; nor would give - the right to secede, - The cause of his country he wed, in this her great hour of need”-- - - - _Bentonville_: Written on the field, at the close of the first - day’s fight: by T. B. Catherwood. (Hubner.) - - “Another battle has been fought, another victory won. - We’ve fought this day from rising to the setting of the sun”-- - - - _Bethel_: (S. L. M. January, ’62.) - - “Hurrah for old Virginia! God bless the brave North State! - For they first taught the Yankee curs to dread a freeman’s hate:”-- - - - _A Betrayal_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Dallying on as fair a landscape - As the skies in beauty drape,”-- - - - _Beyond the Potomac_: By Paul H. Hayne. (R. R. from the - Richmond _Whig_.) - - “They slept on the fields which their valor had won! - But arose with the first early blush of the sun,”-- - - - _Bill Hoosier’s Advice to the Hoosiers of Louisville_: Three - days after the battle of Richmond, Kentucky. Air, “Sing, sing, - Darkies, sing:” by Kentucky. Sept. 2, 1862. (S. O. S.) - - “Why should Hoosiers spill their blood - To enrich Kentucky mud?”-- - - - _The Black Flag_: By Paul H. Hayne. (Alsb.) - - “Like the roar of the wintry surges, on a wild tempestuous strand - The voice of the maddened millions comes up from an outraged land;”-- - - - _The Blessed Hand_: Respectfully dedicated to the Ladies of - the Southern Relief Fair: by S. T. Wallis, Baltimore, April 8, - 1866: “There is a legend of an English Monk, who died at the - monastery of Aremberg, where he had copied and illuminated many - books, hoping to be rewarded in Heaven. Long after his death, - his tomb was opened, and nothing could be seen of his remains - but the right hand with which he had done his pious work, and - which had been miraculously preserved from decay.” (E. V. M.) - - “For you and me, who love the light - Of God’s uncloistered day,”-- - - - _The Blessed Heart_: Suggested by “The Blessed Hand.” - Gratefully dedicated to the Ladies of the Southern Relief Fair - by Mrs. M. M. of Columbia, S. C. (E. V. M.) - - “I sing not of ‘The Blessed Hand,’ - That has so well been sung,”-- - - - _The Blessed Union--Epigram_: (W. G. S.) - - “Doubtless to some, with length of ears, - To gratify an ape’s desire,”-- - - - _The Blockaders_: Dedicated to A. Lincoln: by Paul H. Hayne. - (Bohemian from the Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “Across this threatening ocean tide, - I see the despot’s vessels ride,”-- - - - _A Bloody Day is Dawning_: By William Munford. July, 1864; In - the trenches before Petersburg. (Newspaper clipping from _The - Baltimore American_, c. 1895.) - - “Because I know by those sweet tears that gushed - Fresh from thine eyes when, proffered to your beauty,”-- - - - _Blue Coats Are Over the Border_: Air, “Blue Bonnets are over - the Border:” Inscribed to Captain Mitchell: by Kentucky. (S. O. - S.) - - “Kentucky’s banner spreads - Its folds above our heads;”-- - - - _The Blue Cockade_: By Mary Walsingham Crean: (R. R.) - - “God be with the laddie, who wears the blue cockade. - He’s gone to fight the battle of our darling Southern land!”-- - - - _The Bold Engineer_: Air, “Young Lockinvar:” by O. H. S. - Baltimore, Oct. 14, 1861. (R. B. B. 59.) - - “O bully George B. has come out of the West, - Of all that wide border the scourge and the pest.”-- - - - _The Bold Privateer_: Published by Thomas G. Doyle, Bookseller, - Stationer, and Song Publisher, No. 279 N. Gay St., Baltimore. - (Wash. No. 29.) - - “It’s O! my dearest Polly - You and I must part,”-- - - - _Bombardment and Battles of Galveston_: Air, “Auld Lang Syne.” - June 1, 1862-January 1, 1863: by S. R. Ezzell, of Captain - Daly’s Company. (Alsb.) - - “The Yankees hate the Lone Star State, because she did secede, - At Galveston they’ve now begun to make her soldiers bleed.”-- - - - _The Bonnie Blue Flag_: By Annie Chambers Ketchum. (G. C. E.) - - “Come, brothers! rally for the right! - The bravest of the brave.”-- - - - _The Bonnie Blue Flag_: By Harry Macarthy. (C. S. B.) - - “We are a band of brothers, and native to the soil, - Fighting for our liberty, with treasure, blood and toil,”-- - - - _The Bonnie Dundee of the Border_: Inscribed to Colonel Wm. S. - Hawkins, of the Western Army: by Clarine Rirnarde. (W. L.) - - “Oh, lightly his proud plume floats over the field, - And the battle-god smileth his honors above him,”-- - - - _The Bonnie White Flag: Or the Prisoners’ Invocation to Peace_: - Air, “Bonnie Blue Flag:” by Colonel W. S. Hawkins, C. S. A., in - Camp Chase Ventilator, 1864. (Fag.) - - “Though we’re a band of prisoners, - Let each be firm and true,”-- - - - _The Border Ranger_: The Mountain Partisan: by W. G. Simms. (S. - L. M., Feb. March, ’62.) - - “My rifle, pouch and knife, - My steed, and then we part,”-- - - - _Bouquet de Bal_: A Ballad dedicated to Miss J----: by F. B. - (W. F.) - - “She stepped within the lighted hall - And dimmed the lesser beauties all.”-- - - - _The Boy Picket: or Charley’s Guard_: By a Lady of Kentucky. - (E. V. M.) - - “Wearily my footsteps their measured cadence keep, - While my tired comrades are wrapped in slumber deep,”-- - - - _The Boy Soldier_: By a Lady of Savannah. (W. G. S. from the - Richmond _Dispatch_.) - - “He is acting o’er the battle, - With his cap and feather gay,”-- - - - _Boy Who Thinkest to Be Wed_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Boy who thinkest to be wed, - By remembrance of our dead,”-- - - - _Boys! Keep Your Powder Dry_: (Alsb.) - - “Can’st tell who lose the battle, oft in the councils-field? - Not they who struggle bravely, not they who never yield.”-- - - - _Bowing Her Head_: (W. G. S.) - - “Her head is bowed downwards; so pensive her air, - As she looks on the ground with her pale, solemn face,”-- - - - _Brave Deeds--Brave Fruits_: Sonnet: by Wm. Gilmore Simms. (Am. - from _Southern Opinion_.) - - “The record should be made of each brave deed - That brings us Pride and Freedom as its fruits,”-- - - - _A Brave Girl’s Fate_: By Miriam Erle. Charleston, S. C., A. - D., 1864. (C. C.) - - “The battle riot raged without - A city’s strong, defiant walls,”-- - - - _The Brass-Mounted Army_: Air, “Southern Wagon:” by ----, of - Colonel A. Bucher’s Regiment. (Alsb.) - - “O Soldiers! I’ve concluded to make a little song, - And if I tell no falsehood, there can be nothing wrong;”-- - - - _The Bridal Gift_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Fair one, soon my bride to be, - What shall be my gift to thee?”-- - - - _Brigadier General John H. Morgan in a Penitentiary!_ By - Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Hide him in a dark cell, - And fame will crown him there!”-- - - - _The Brigand Brigade_: (Bohemian.) - - “When Abe called the Council together, - Secession at large to discuss,”-- - - - _Broken Bench_: A Ballad: By F. B. Chattawa, August, 1862. (W. - F.) - - “I stood upon the bridge of sighs, - A wooden bench of common size”-- - - - _The Broken Mug_: Ode (So-called) on a Late Melancholy Accident - in the Shenandoah Valley (so-called): by John Esten Cooke. (W. - G. S.) - - “My mug is broken, my heart is sad! - What woes can fate still hold in store!”-- - - - _The Broken Sword_: Suggested by an incident which occurred - after the surrender of Fort Donaldson: by Walker Meriweather - Bell. (W. L.) - - “No; never shall this trusty glaive, - Which I so long have borne.”-- - - - _The Broker’s ‘Stamp Act’ Lament_: July, 1862: (R. B. B. 10.) - - “Lord save the South from Liberty (?) - ‘Beast’ Butler and his masters!”-- - - - _The Brotherly Kindness of 1861_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “‘They’ would burst Southern hearts in twain, - Nor care if so they could regain”-- - - - _Bugle Call_: By Colonel John Milledge, of Ga. (Im.) - - “I love to feel upon my bridle bit - The champ of a thoroughbred,”-- - - - _Bugle Note_: By A. Lansing Burrows. (Bohemian from the - Richmond _Dispatch_.) - - “Tramp! tramp! tramp! steadily on to the foe; - With banners afloat in the stirring breeze,”-- - - - _Bull Run--A Parody_: (W. G. S.) - - “At Bull Run where the sun was low, - Each Southern face grew pale as snow”-- - - - _Bull’s Run_: Air, “Wait for the Wagon.” (R. B. B. 11.) - - “Says Greely, to Scott, to Richmond, why not, - These Southerns are only in fun,”-- - - - _Burial of Brigadier General M. Jenkins_: At Summerville, - Whitsunday, May 15, 1864: by “C. G. P.” (Amaranth.) - - “Bring blossoms from the rosy beds of May, - Bay from the woodland, myrtle from the bowers,”-- - - - _The Burial of Captain O. Jennings Wise_: Killed at Roanoke - Island, Feb. 8, 1862: by Accomac. (E. V. M.) - - “Mournfully the bells are tolling, - And the muffled drums are rolling,”-- - - - _The Burial of Latane_: By Jno. R. Thompson. S. L. M., July - and August 1862. _Note_: The beautiful image in the including - stanza is borrowed and some of the language is versified from - the eloquent remarks of the Honorable R. M. T. Hunter, on the - death of Ex-President Tyler. (E. V. M.) - - “The combat raged not long, but ours the day, - And, through the hosts that compassed us around,”-- - - - _Burial of Lieutenant General Jackson_: Air, “Oporto:” by R. W. - Kercheval, Esq. (Im.) - - “Comrades, advance! Your colors drape with mourning, - Muffled your drums, and arms reversed, ye brave,”-- - - - _Burial of the Tough Beef in Galveston_: March 5, 1864. (Alsb.) - - “The Sabbath sun shone bright and fair, - The earth rejoiced in gladness,”-- - - - _Burn the Cotton_: By Estelle, Memphis, Tenn., May 16, 1862. - (R. R.) - - “Burn the cotton! burn the cotton! - Let the solemn triumph rise,”-- - - - _Bury Me on the Field, Boys_: By Mary S. Grayson, of Md. - (Amaranth.) - - “Bury me on the field, boys! - When the deadly strife is over;”-- - - - _Bury Our Dead_: (Sunny.) - - “Bury our dead! From Rama’s shore! - From every beauteous Southland vale,”-- - - - _Butler’s Proclamation_: By Paul H. Hayne, of S. C. (E. V. M.) - - “Aye, drop the treacherous mask! throw by - The cloak which veiled thine instincts fell”-- - - - _By the Banks of Red River_: By E. E. Kidd. (Fag.) - - “Oh, gone is the soul from his wondrous dark eye, - And gone is her life’s dearest glory.”-- - - - _By the Camp Fire_: By Fanny Murdaugh Downing. (E. V. M. ’69) - - “The sun has fallen: cool and deep - The night wind moans in murmurs low.”-- - - - _By the Camp Fire_: By Viola. [Fannie M. Downing] (E. V. M.) - - “The snow has fallen thick and soft, - The cold wind mourns in murmurs harsh”-- - - - _The Cadets at New Market_: By Cornelia J. M. Jordan. (Corinth.) - - “Onward they come, they come! - ’Mid the wild battle-hum”-- - - - _The Call_: By A. B. Baltimore, Oct., 1862. (R. B. B. 71.) - - “Maryland! Maryland! - Stainless in story”-- - - - _The Call_: To Editor _South Carolinian_. By Barhamville. Jan., - 1861. (R. N. S.) - - “Hark, the shout! from shore to mountain - Hark the war note raises high!”-- - - - _The Call!_ By Jennie. (B. C. L. Ledger 1411.) - - “Sons of Maryland, arouse! - They who sealed your eyes in sleep,”-- - - - _Call All! Call All!_ By Georgia. (C. C. from the Rockingham, - Va., _Register_.) - - “Whoop! The Doodles have broken loose - Running around like the very deuce”-- - - - _The Call of Freedom_: Richmond, May 1, 1861. (R. A.) - - “Hark! To the rescue! Freedom calls, - Where triumph’s banners brightly wave,”-- - - - _A Call to Kentuckians_: By a Southern Rights Woman. - Louisville, Ky., June 24, 1862. (R. R.) - - “Sons of Kentucky! arise from your dreaming - Awake and to arms! for the foe draweth nigh:”-- - - - _The Cameo Bracelet_: By James B. Randall, of Maryland. (W. G. - S.) - - “Eva sits on the ottoman there, - Sits by a Psyche carved in stone.”-- - - - _Campaign Ballad_: By Rev. J. E. Carnes. (Alsb.) - - “Young Florida sends for their clan--the old Dominion’s brave, - With sons of Texas, lead the van, to glory or the grave;”-- - - - _Camp Douglas By the Lake_: A Prison Song. Air, “Cottage by the - Sea.” (Fag.) - - “Childhood’s days have long since faded, - Youth’s bright dreams like lights gone out,”-- - - - _Cannoneer’s Doom_: A legend of the 19th century: by F. B., - Cottage Hill, Ala., Sept. 7, 1863. (W. F.) - - “Oh, tell me not of trimmings red, - Thus sighed a cannoneer,”-- - - - _Cannon Song_: (S. S.) - - “Aha! a song for the trumpet’s tongue! - For the bugle to sing before us,”-- - - - _Captain Maffit’s Ballad of the Sea_: (W. G. S. from the - Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “Though winds are high and skies are dark - And the stars scarce show us a meteor spark;”-- - - - _The Captain’s Story_: (E. V. M.) - - “We rested on the battle field - The busy day was o’er.”-- - - - _The Captain With His Whiskers_: (Alsb.) - - “As they marched through the town with their banners so gay - I ran to the window just to hear the band play;”-- - - - _The Cap That Poor Henderson Wore_: By Willie Lightheart. - Charleston, S. C. (C. C.) - - “Tattered and threadbare, greasy and torn, - Faded and worn though it be,”-- - - - _Captives Going Home_: (W. G. S.) - - “No flaunting banners o’er them wave - No arms flash back the sun’s bright ray.”-- - - - _The Captured Epaulette_: By M. J. P. [Mrs. M. J. Preston?] (P. - & P. B.) - - “Oh! we’ve beaten them gallantly! back from our soil, - We have hurled the invader and taken his spoil,”-- - - - _The Captured Flag_: By Kentucky. Jan. 29, 1862. (S. O. S.) - - “It is not strange that you should like to get - Sight of the flag that waved”-- - - - _Capture of 17 of Company H., 4th Texas Cavalry_: Air, “Wake - Snakes and Bite a Biskit.” (Alsb.) - - “’Twas early in the morning of eighteen sixty-three, - We started out on picket, not knowing what we’d see:”-- - - - _Carmen Triumphale_: By Henry Timrod. (W. G. S. from the - _Southern Illustrated News_.) - - “Go forth and bid the land rejoice, - Yet not too gladly, oh my song!”-- - - - _Carolina_: By Mrs. C. A. B. (Fag.) - - “’Mid her ruins proudly stands, - Our Carolina!”-- - - - _Carolina_: Inscribed to the Pee Dee Legion, General W. W. - Harlee, New Orleans, Dec. 1, 1861: by Mrs. Anna Peyre Dennies. - (E. V. M.) - - “In the hour of thy glory - When thy name was far renowned,”-- - - - _Carolina_: By Henry Timrod. (W. G. S.) - - “The despot treads thy sacred sands, - Thy pines give shelter to his bands,”-- - - - _Carolina_: April 14, 1861: by John A. Wagener, of S. C. (W. G. - S.) - - “Carolina! Carolina! - Noble name in State and story”-- - - - _Carolina’s Hymn_: For the _Courier_: by E. B. C., Jan. 1861. - (R. N. S.) - - “Be merciful, O God; the crimson tide - Of sanguinary war, a cooling flood,”-- - - - _Cavalier and Roundhead_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Will he ne’er come again, - Come into my waiting arms?”-- - - - _The Cavaliers’ Glee_: Air, “The Pirates’ Glee:” by Captain Wm. - Blackford, of General Stuart’s staff. (S. S.) - - “Spur on! spur on! we love the bounding - Of barbs that bear us to the fray:”-- - - - _The Cavalier’s Serenade_: By Colonel Wm. S. Hawkins. (Sunny.) - - “O, come to the heart that is beating for thee! - By the hope of my freedom, my bride thou shalt be.”-- - - - _Charade_: [Jackson?] (E. V. M.) - - “My first is seen on a field of green - And a lucky elf is he,”-- - - - _The Charge of the Georgia Eighth_: At the Battle of Manassas, - July 21, 1861: by Marie Key Steele, of Md. (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “The rising sun shines gaily, - On proud Manassas height,”-- - - - _Charge of Hagood’s Bridage_: Weldon Railroad, Aug. 21, 1864. - (W. G. S.) - - “Scarce seven hundred men they stand - In tattered, rude array,”-- - - - _Charge of the Louisiana Brigade at Atlanta_: July 28, 1864: by - F. B., Atlanta, Aug. 17, 1864. (W. F.) - - “Thunders that roll along - Mountains and rocks among,”-- - - - _Charge of the Night Brigade_: Baltimore, July 13, 1861. (E. V. - M.) - - “At three o’clock, three o’clock, - Three o’clock, onward”-- - - - _Charles B. Dreux_: By James R. Randall. (E. V. M.) - - “Weep, Louisiana, weep the gallant dead! - Weave the green laurel o’er the undaunted head!”-- - - - _Charleston_: Written for the Charleston _Courier_ in 1863: by - Miss E. B. Cheeseborough. (W. G. S.) - - “Proudly she stands by the crystal sea, - Within the fires of hate around her,”-- - - - _Charleston_: By Paul H. Hayne. (W. G. S.) - - “What! still does the Mother of Treason uprear - Her crest ’gainst the Furies that darken her sea?”-- - - - _Charleston_: By Paul H. Hayne. (Amaranth.) - - “Calmly beside her Tropic strand - An Empress, brave and loyal,”-- - - - _Charleston_: By Henry Timrod: Jan., 1863. (E. V. M.) - - “Calm as that second summer which precedes - The first fall of the snow,”-- - - - _Charlestonians and Yankees_: Dialogue between Yankees and the - Charlestonians: by Kentucky. (S. O. S.) April, 1863. - - “Ho! heigho! for Charleston, ho!”-- - - - _Charmed Life_: (2 Kings vi, 16): by Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Ah! ours is such a little, half-armed band - Compared to those who fight to win our land!”-- - - - _Cheer, Boys, Cheer!_ [This was the favorite song of the - Kentuckians, and was sung by Southern troops under General - Basil Duke at the Battle of Shiloh. Several versions of adapted - words were sung to the melody of this song. One of the versions - was dedicated to Horace Greely and circulated throughout the - North. The original “Cheer, Boys, Cheer,” has, however, always - remained closely identified with Southern sentiment.] (Phot. - Hist.) - - “Cheer, boys, cheer! no more of idle sorrow: - Courage, true hearts shall bear us on our way,”-- - - - _Chickamauga_, “_The Stream of Death_:” (W. G. S. from the - Richmond _Sentinel_.) - - “Chickamauga! Chickamauga! - O’er thy dark and turbid wave”-- - - - _Chief Justice Taney_: Air, “The Days of Absence.” (R. B. B., - 110.) - - “Hail, thou noble hearted lawyer, - Advocate of human rights:”-- - - - _The Chimes of St. Paul’s_: by Tenella. [Mrs. M. B. Clarke of - N. C.] (E. V. M.) - - “When first St. Paul’s, your sweet-voiced chimes - Shed music on the air,”-- - - - _Chivalrous C. S. A._: Air, “Vive la Compagnie!” by B. - Baltimore, Sept. 21, 1861. (R. R.) - - “I’ll sing you a song of the South’s sunny clime, - Chivalrous C. S. A.”-- - - - _Christian Love in Battle_: An incident which occurred at - Manassas. Waterproof, La., July 21, 1861: by Wm. H. Holcombe. - (S. L. M., Sept., 1861.) - - “The Northern soldier reeled and fell - Upon the bloody ground to die:”-- - - - _Christmas Carol, for 1862_: From “Beechenbrook:” by Mrs. M. J. - Preston, of Va. (E. V. M.) - - “Halt, the march is over - Day is almost done;”-- - - - _Christmas Day, A. D., 1861_: By M. J. H. (Bohemian.) - - “The day’s high festival is come, - The time of careless mirth,”-- - - - _Christmas Eve_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Christmas is here--time to be glad! - Alas! I seldom am so sad”-- - - - _Christmas, 1863_: By Henry Timrod, of S. C. (E. V. M.) - - “How grace this hallowed day? - Shall hallowed bells from yonder ancient spire”-- - - - _Christmas Night of ’62_: By W. G. McCabe. S. L. M., Jan., ’63. - (B. E.) - - “The wintry blast goes wailing by. - The snow is falling overhead.”-- - - - _Chronicle of Fort Sumter_: (Bohemian from the Charleston - _Courier_.) - - “Night lingered over quiet shore and bay - In grim repose where fort and battery lay,”-- - - - _The Church of the North_: Inscribed to Bishop Hopkins, of - Vermont. Written during the General Convention, Oct., 1862: by - Kentucky. (S. C. S.) - - “In the midst of raging billows - Zion’s harp hung on the willows,”-- - - - _The Church of the South to the Church of the North_: Written - on reading an article in the _Church Journal of New York_, - which I cannot now find: by Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “We are not divided--no never! no! no! - For the Church of the North cannot be our foe:”-- - - - _Civile Bellum_: [In many collections this poem is entitled - “The Fancy Shot.” It was first published in London, in the - paper called “Once A Week,” signed “From the Once United - States,” and was there entitled “Civile Bellum.” It is - believed to be the work of Charles Dawson Shavley, who died in - 1876.--_Editor._] (G. C. E.) - - “Rifleman, shoot me a fancy shot - Right at the heart of yon prowling vidette,”-- - - - _Cleburne_: (Im.) - - “How far and fast the autumn blast - Beats the dead leaves o’er the ground:”-- - - - _Cleburne_: “Another Star now Shines on High:” by M. A. - Jennings of Alabama. (W. G. S. from the Selma _Dispatch_, 1864.) - - “Another ray of light hath fled, another Southern brave - Hath fallen in his country’s cause, and found a laurelled grave,”-- - - - _The Clerk’s Lament_: By F. B., Dalton, March 26, 1863. (W. F.) - - “Give my companions back to me, - My rock built hut so gray,”-- - - - _The Cliff Beside the Sea_: By Colonel W. W. Fontaine. (Sunny.) - - “Five summers bright have come and gone, - A weary time to me,”-- - - - _Close the Ranks_: By John L. Sullivan. (W. G. S.) - - “The fell invader is before! - Close the ranks! Close up the ranks!”-- - - - _Clouds in the West_: By A. J. Requier, of Alabama. (W. G. S.) - - “Hark! on the wind that whistles from the West - A manly shout for instant succor comes”-- - - - _The Clouds of War_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “O God, the clouds of war press heavily! - I pant and pant; now I can scarcely breathe,”-- - - - _Coast-Guard Cogitations_: By Carlos. (Bohemian from the - Richmond _Dispatch_.) - - “On the cold, white sand - Of a wave-washed strand,”-- - - - _Coercion_: A Poem for Then and Now: by John R. Thompson, of - Va. S. L. M., March, 1861. (S. S.) - - “Who talks of Coercion? who dares to deny - A resolute people the right to be free”-- - - - _Colonel B. F. Terry_: By J. R. Barrick, Glasgow, Ky. (Alsb.) - - “There is a wail - As if the voice of sadness, long and deep,”-- - - - _The Colonel Gilbert_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “The petty Cromwell of our State oppressed - Is Buckeye Gilbert, as must be confessed;”-- - - - _The Color-Bearer_: By Mrs. Margaret J. Preston. (E. V. M., - ’69.) - - “The shock of battle swept the lines, - And wounded men, and slain,”-- - - - _Columbia_: By J. C. J. (W. L.) - - “On thy banks, in pride and beauty - Stands the city, Congaree!”-- - - - _Coming at Last_: By Geo. H. Miles. Frederick Co., Md. (E.V. M.) - - “Up on the hill there, - Who are they, pray,”-- - - - _Company A. Seventh Regiment, Texas Cavalry_: Air, “Bonnie Blue - Flag:” by Mrs. Dr. M’Grew. Refugio, Texas, Feb. 3, 1863. (Alsb.) - - “Let genius bring, on silver wing, her richest best oblation, - To crown thy brow, fair as the snow, young and potent nation!”-- - - - _Company L, 20th Regiment, T. V. I._: Air, “Root Hog or Die:” - by a Private in said company. (Alsb.) - - “O here is our Company, the famous Company K - They are always on the sick list unless it’s ration day”-- - - - _The Confederacy_: By Jane T. H. Cross. (W. G. S. from the - Southern Christian Advocate, 1864.) - - “Born to a day, full grown, our Nation stood, - The pearly light of heaven was her face,”-- - - - _The Confederate Dead_: By author of “Albert Hastings.” A.D., - 1866. (C. C.) - - “O, not o’er these, the true and brave - Whose mangled forms in many a grave”-- - - - _The Confederate Dead_: By Latienne. Enfala, Ala., June, - (1866?) (E. V. M. from the Macon _Journal_.) - - “From the broad and calm Potomac, - Is the Rio Grande’s waves,”-- - - - _The Confederate Dead_: (C. C.) - - “They sleep. Go not to Rome nor Greece - For history knows no nobler race,”-- - - - _The Confederate Flag_: (E. V. M. ’69.) - - “No more o’er living hearts to wave, - Its tattered folds forever furled,”-- - - - _The Confederate Flag_: By J. R. Barrick. Glasgow, Ky. (R. R.) - - “Flag of the South! Flag of the free! - Thy stars shall cheer each eye,”-- - - - _The Confederate Flag_: Written by Mrs. C. D. Elder of New - Orleans: music by Sig. G. George of Norfolk, Va. (R. B. B., - 16½.) - - “Bright banner of freedom, with pride I unfold thee: - Fair flag of my country, with love I behold thee,”-- - - - _The Confederate Flag_: By H. L. Flash. (Amaranth.) - - “Four stormy years we saw it gleam - A people’s hope--and then refurled”-- - - - _The Confederate Flag_: Red, White and Blue. Composed and Sung - by J. S. Prevatt, Co. E., 6th Ga. Regiment. (R. B. B., 16½.) - - “On the Banks of the Potomac, there’s an army so grand, - Whose object’s to subjugate Dixie’s fair land”-- - - - _Confederate Land_: By H. H. Strawbridge. (R. R.) - - “States of the South! Confederate Land! - Our foe has come--the hour is nigh;”-- - - - _The Confederate Note_: (E. V. M., also C. S. B. No. 25.) - - “Representing nothing on God’s earth now, - And naught in the water below it:”-- - - - _Confederate Oath_: Air, “My Maryland;” circulated sub rosa in - New Orleans. (Alsb.) - - “By the Cross upon our banner, glory of our Southern sky, - Swear we now, a band of brothers, free to live, or free to die”-- - - - _A Confederate Officer to His Lady Love_: By Major McKnight - (“Asa Hartz”), A. A. B., General Loring’s staff. Johnston’s - Island. (E. V. M.) - - “My love reposes on a rosewood frame, - A bunk have I:”-- - - - _Confederate Paradox_: “The falling debris now aids in - strengthening Fort Sumter,” Telegram, Charleston, Nov. 6, 1863. - (W. L.) - - “A seeming evil often is - A great and glorious benefit,”-- - - - _The Confederate Soldier’s Wife--Parting from Her Husband._ (R. - B. B., 17.) - - “Here is thy trusty blade! - Take it, and wield it in a glorious cause;”-- - - - _Confederate Song_: Air, “Bruce’s Address.” Dedicated to the - Kirk’s Ferry Rangers: by their captain, E. Lloyd Wailes. Sung - by the Glee Club on July 4, 1861, at the Kirk’s Ferry barbecue, - Catahoula, La. (R. R.) - - “Rally round our country’s flag! - Rally, boys, nor do not lag,”-- - - - _The Confederate States_: (R. B. B., 16.) - - “Yankees may sing of their rank pork and beans, - Their dollars and cents are but fabulous dreams”-- - - - _A Confederate Valentine_: To Miss Jewly Ann Pious: by Peter - Barlow. Picked up, A. D., 1863. (C. C.) - - “When these lines you read - Think not of him unkind”-- - - - _Confiscation_: A Wife to Her Husband: by Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Let us go forth into the cold, cold snow! - A tyrant says we must, or bow us low”-- - - - _Congressman Ely_: Air, “Hi Ho Dobbin.” (Wash’n, 44.) - - “As I rode down to Manassas one day, - With heart light as air and spirit so gay,”-- - - - _Conquered_: By F. B. (W. F.) - - “Like the bird who sings at midnight, - I am lone,”-- - - - _The Conquered Banner_: By Moina. [The Reverend J. A. Ryan, - of Knoxville, Diocese of Nashville, Tenn.]: music by A. E. - Blackmar. (E. V. M. from the Freeman’s Journal, June 24, 1865.) - - “Furl that banner for ’tis weary - Round its staff ’tis drooping dreary;”-- - - - _The Conscription Bill_: (S. L. M., April, ’62.) - - “Let us hail in this crisis the prosperous omen - That our Senate shows virtue higher than Roman;”-- - - - _Conscript’s Departure_: (Army.) - - “You are going far away, far away from your Jeanette, - There is no one left to love me now, and you, too, may forget,”-- - - - _Contraband_: (Cav.) - - “Say, darkies, hab you seen ole massa - Wif de mustach on his face,”-- - - - _Corinth._ (_April, 1862_): By Cornelia J. M. Jordan. (Corinth.) - - “Land of the Pioneer--behold! come - To drink thy balmy airs enchanting West”-- - - - _The Cotton Boll_: By Henry Timrod. (W. G. S. from the - Charleston Mercury.) - - “While I recline - At ease beneath”-- - - - _The Cotton-Burners’ Hymn_: “On yesterday, all the cotton in - Memphis, and throughout the country, was burned. Probably not - less than 300,000 bales have been burned in the last three days - in West Tennessee and North Mississippi.”--Memphis _Appeal_. - (W. G. S.) - - “Lo! where Mississippi rolls - Oceanward its stream,”-- - - - _Cotton Doodle_: Written by a lady on learning that Yankee - Doodle had been hissed in New Orleans. San Antonio, Jan. 2, - 1861. (S. L. M., Ed. Table, Feb. 1861.) From the Galveston - _Evening News_. - - “Hurrah for brave King Cotton! - The Southerners are singing;”-- - - - _Cotton is King_: By N. G. R., [Dr. N. G. Ridgley] Baltimore, - Jan. 1, 1862. (R. B. B., 18.) - - “All hail to the great King. - Quick to him your tribute bring”-- - - - _The Cotton States’ Farewell to Yankee Doodle_: Atlanta, Ga., - Feb. 1, 1861. (C. S. B. from the Richmond _Dispatch_, copied - from the Georgia papers.) - - “Yankee Doodle fare you well - Rice and cotton float you;”-- - - - _The Countersign_: By Colonel W. W. Fontaine. (E. V. M.) - - “Alas! the weary hours pass slow, - The night is very dark and still,”-- - - - _Country, Home and Liberty_: (R. B. B., 18.) - - “Freedom calls you! Quick be ready,-- - Rouse ye in the name of God,--” - - - _Creation of Dixie_: 1861. (C. C.) - - “Created by a nation’s glee - With jest and song and revelry”-- - - - _Crippled for Life_: By Leola. [Mrs. Loula W. Rogers of Ga.] - “Mountain Home,” S. W. Virginia, Dec. 1, 1862. (S. L. M., Nov. - and Dec., ’62.) - - “On a low couch as the bright day is dying - Young, helpless and hopeless, a soldier is lying,”-- - - - _Cruci Dum Spiro, Fido_: By J. C. M. New York, March 20, 1866. - (E. V. M.) - - “You may furl the gleaming star-cross - That lit a hundred fields,”-- - - - _A Cry to Arms_: By Henry Timrod, New Orleans, March 9, 1862. - (R. R.) - - “Ho! woodsmen of the mountain-side! - Ho! dwellers in the vales!”-- - - - _The Darlings at Home_: By Colonel C. G. Forshey. (Alsb.): - - “The sentinel treads his martial round, - Afar from his humble home”-- - - - _Da Vis!_: By Quien Sabe? Baltimore, Feb. 10, 1862. (R. B. B. - 73.) - - “Give us one chance, ’tis all we ask, - Be retribution then our task:”-- - - - _The Dead_: (Randolph.) - - “On the field of battle lying, - Was a youthful hero dying”-- - - - _Dead_: By C. C. (Amaranth from the Richmond _Examiner_.) - - “Dead! well I have written the word, and I gaze - On it still and again,”-- - - - _Dead_: By Colonel W. S. Hawkins, C. S. A.; prisoner of war. - Camp Chase, Ohio, March, 1865. (Sunny.) - - “Dead! with no loving hand to part - The soft hair back from the pallid brow”-- - - - _Dead Jackson_: (E. V. M.) - - “A chaplet! as ye pause ye brave - Beside the broad Potomac’s wave”-- - - - _Dead on Manassas Plain_: By J. Augustine Signaigo. (I. M.) - - “Close beside the broken grasses, - Near the setting of the day,”-- - - - _The Dead Soldier_: (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “Go where the dying soldiers lie - Eve blushing closes now her eye,”-- - - - _Dear Liberty: or Maryland Will Be Free_: Air, “Carry me back - to old Virginny:” by Miss R. L., a Daughter of Dixie. (R. B. - B., 73.) - - “Farewell dear Liberty, farewell for awhile, - Ere long we’ll greet thee again.”-- - - - _Dear Mother I’ve Come Home to Die_: Music by Henry Tucker: - words by E. Bowers. Geo. Dunn & Co., Richmond, Va. (R. B. M.) - - “Dear Mother, I remember well, - The parting kiss you gave to me”-- - - - _Death-Bed of Stonewall Jackson_: By Colonel B. H. Jones. - (Sunny.) - - “Stretched on his couch the Christian warrior lies; - Cold perspiration beads his marble brow;”-- - - - _The Death of Ashby_: By J. A. Via. Richmond, June 16, 1862. - (S. L. M., May, 1862.) - - “Wild rings the raging battle cry; - It’s thunders echo in the sky,”-- - - - _The Death of General A. S. Johnston_: (S. O. S.) - - “A nation tolls his requiem; - Bring forth the victor’s diadem,”-- - - - _Death of Albert Sidney Johnston_: By George B. Milnor, - Harrisburg, Tex. (Alsb.) - - “The sun was sinking o’er the battle plain, - Where the night winds were already sighing,”-- - - - _Death of Jackson_: By Cornelia M. Jordan. (Corinth.) - - “Brightly the moon o’er pallid corpses streaming, - Mingled her soft rays with the cannon’s breath,”-- - - - _Death of William H. Mitchell_: Killed at Gettysburg: by - Lieutenant J. E. Dooley. (Sunny.) - - “So bright in his genius--so bright in his youth - Gone to his grave!”-- - - - _Death of Polk_: (W. L.) - - “We hear a solemn saddening sound, - A mournful knell;”-- - - - _Death of Stonewall Jackson_: (Fag.) - - “On a bright May morn in ’sixty-three, - And eager for the action,”-- - - - _Death of Stonewall Jackson_: By Thomas Q. Barnes. (Barnes.) - - “Southrons all bewail the loss - Of a hero true and brave,”-- - - - _Death of the Lincoln Despotism_: Air, “Root, Hog, or Die:” (P. - & P. B. from the Richmond _Times-Despatch_.) - - “’Twas out upon mid-ocean that the San Jacinta hailed - An English neutral vessel, while on her course she sailed.”-- - - - _Death of the Young Partisan_: By Cornelia J. M. Jordan. - (Richmond.) - - “He fell--not where numbers were falling - Whose groans with the cannon peal blend,”-- - - - _The Debt of Maryland_: By H. Baltimore, Oct. 16, 1861. (R. B. - B., 72.) - - “Remember, men of Maryland, - You have a debt to pay.”-- - - - _De Cotton Down in Dixie_: (“These capital verses were found on - board of the English barque ‘Premier’ in January, 1863, bound - from Liverpool to Havana, sixty miles west of Madeira, by Lone - Star, of Galveston, Texas.”) (Alsb.) - - “I’m gwine back to de land of cotton, - Wid de ‘English Flag’ in an ‘English Bottom’”-- - - - _Dedicated to the Baltimore Light Artillery, C. S. A._: by - Captain G. W. Alexander. (R. B. B. 81.) - - “The Maryland boys are coming - Dost hear their stirring drums?”-- - - - _Dedication: To Mrs. Fanny S. Bears_: By F. B. Kingston, Feb. - 23, 1864. (W. F.) - - “To you, though known but yesterday, I trust - These winged thoughts of mine”-- - - - _Dejected_: By G. W. Archer, M. D.: In the Field, Sept.’64. (E. - V. M., ’69.) - - “Turmoil, never, never ending! - Clamor, clangor, grasp and groan!”-- - - - _Desolated_: By Fanny Downing. (E. V. M. ’69.) - - “A weight of suffering my spirit seals - As I stand of life’s sweetest joys bereft,”-- - - - _Despondency_: By Tenella. [Mrs. M. B. Clarke of N. C.] (E. V. - M.) - - “The waters in life’s goblet sink, - Which late were foaming to its brink”-- - - - _The Despot’s Song_: By Old Secesh. Baltimore, March 15, 1862. - (R. R.) - - “With a beard that was filthy and red - His mouth with tobacco bespread”-- - - - _Destruction of the Vandal Host at Manassas_: A Parody: by J. - J. H. (R. R.) - - “Abe Lincoln came down like a wolf on the fold, - And his cohorts were thirsting for silver and gold,”-- - - - _The Devil’s Delight_: By John R. Thompson. (Amaranth.) - - “To breakfast one morning the Devil came down, - By demons and vassals attended:”-- - - - _The Devil’s Visit to Old Abe_: Written on the occasion of - Lincoln’s proclamation for prayer and fasting after the battle - of Manassas: by Reverend E. P. Birch, of La Grange, Ga., Feb. - 10, 1862. (Wash’n 52.) - - “Old Abe was sitting in his chair of state, - With one foot on the mantel and one on the grate”-- - - - _Devotion_: Jan. 1863. (Md. Hist. B.) - - “Now that another year’s gone by - And gushing tears have filled the eye”-- - - - _Died_: Arthur Robinson: Richmond, Dec. 23, 1863. (E. V. M. - ’69.) - - “Gone from the tumult--gone from the strife, - From the evil times that sadden life;”-- - - - _A Dirge_: by G. W. Archer, M. D., Harford Co., Md., June, ’61. - (E. V. M. ’69.) - - “How can I rest? - E’en in the quiet of this lonely wood”-- - - - _Dirge for Ashby_: by Mrs. M. J. Preston: (W. G. S.) - - “Hear ye that thrilling word-- - Accent of dread”-- - - - _Disgrace and Shame_: Air, “The Campbells Are Coming.” (R. B. - B. 21.) - - “Hallo! what’s the matter? - Indigo’s blue, why this clatter”-- - - - _Dixey’s Land_: Baltimore and Frederick Streets, Baltimore, Md. - (Wash’n 54.) - - “Away down South in de fields ob cotton, - Pork and cabbage in de pot.”-- - - - _Dixie_: (E. V. M.) - - “Dixie home of love and beauty; in the past supremely best, - Now athwart thee, falling darkly, see, a funeral shadow rest.”-- - - - _Dixie_: By Richard W. Nicholls. (N. Y. P. L.) - - “Southron, your country calls you - And in arms must now enroll you”-- - - - _Dixie_: By Albert Pike: (W. G. S.) - - “Southrons, hear your country call you! - Up, lest worse than death befall you!”-- - - - _Dixie_: 1861: By Ina Marie Porter, of Greenville, Ala. (N. Y. - P. L.) - - “In Dixie cotton loves to grow - With leaf of green and boll of snow,”-- - - - _Dixie Doodle_: (Randolph.) - - “Dixie whipped old Yankee Doodle early in the morning - So Yankeedom had best look out”-- - - - _Dixie the Land of King Cotton_: From the Highly Successful - Musical Operetta “The Vivandiere.” Words by Captain Hughes of - Vicksburg: music by J. H. Hewitt. (R. B. M.) - - “Oh, Dixie the land of King Cotton, - The home of the brave and the free,”-- - - - _Dixie War Song_: By H. S. Stanton, Esq. (L. & L.) - - “Hear ye not the sounds of battle - Sabres clash and muskets rattle?”-- - - - _Dix’s Manifesto_: Air, “Dearest Mae:” by “B.” Baltimore, Sept. - 11, 1861. (R. B. B. 23.) - - “Once on a time in Baltimore - There reigned a mighty King.”-- - - - _Dodge’s Police_: Air, “Wait for the Wagon.” (R. B. B. 24.) - - “Come all ye Southern lassies - That joined in our parade,”-- - - - _Doffing the Gray_: By Lieutenant Falligant of Savannah, Ga. - (W. G. S.) - - “Off with your gray suits, boys-- - Off with your rebel gear”-- - - - _Do They Miss Me in the Trenches!_ Vicksburg Song. Air, “Do - They Miss Me at Home.” (Alsb.) - - “Do they miss me in the trenches, do they miss me, - When the shells fly so thickly round,”-- - - - _Do We Weep For the Heroes That Died for Us?_ By Father A. J. - Ryan. (Sunny.) - - “Do we weep for the heroes who died for us, - Who, living, were true and tried for us,”-- - - - _Down-Trodden Maryland_: Air, “Tom Bowling:” by B. [This is - especially interesting because the poem, which is here of three - stanzas, 1, 2 and 3, is to be found in R. B. B. 67, in its 3rd - edition, expanded to 6 stanzas, 1+a+2+b+c+3, signed N. G. R. - (Dr. N. G. Ridgely), dated Baltimore, March 4, 1862.] (R. B. B. - 64.) - - “Down-trodden, despised, see brave Maryland lie - The noblest of all States”-- - - - _Do Ye Quail?_ By W. Gilmore Simms. (W. G. S.) - - “Do you quail but to hear, Carolinians, - The first foot-tramp of Tyranny’s minions?”-- - - - _Dreaming_: By Fanny Downing. (E. V. M. ’69.) - - “Locked in deep and tranquil slumber, - In a charmed trance she lies;”-- - - - _Dreaming in the Trenches_: By William Gordon M’Cabe. - Petersburg Trenches, 1864. (C. C.) - - “I picture her there in the quaint old room - Where the fading fire-light starts and falls,”-- - - - _A Dream Visit to the Battle Field of Sharpsburg_: By Leola - [Mrs. Loula W. Rogers, of Ga.] (Amaranth.) - - “Hush’d was the inspiring strain of martial band, - Which late had waked the slumbering hills to life;”-- - - - _Drinking Song_: Air, “We Won’t Go Home ’Till Morning.” By F. - B. (W. F.) - - “I’ll tell you just what I think, boys, - In troubles who wish to be gay,”-- - - - _The Drummer Boy_: By James R. Brewer. Annapolis, July 28, - 1862. (E. V. M.) - - “All pallid upon his couch he lay, - As death fast dimmed his eye,”-- - - - _The Drummer Boy of Shiloh_: (Alsb.) - - “On Shiloh’s dark and bloody ground the dead and wounded lay, - Amongst them was a drummer boy that beat the drum that day,”-- - - - _During a Snow Storm_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Mists of beauty fill the air, - With splendor rare:”-- - - - _Dutch Volunteer_: By Harry McCarthy. (1862.) (Fag.) - - “It was in Ni Orleans city - I first heard der drums und fife,”-- - - - _Duty and Defiance_: By Colonel Hamilton Washington. (Alsb.) - - “Raise the thrilling cry, to arms! - Texas needs us all, Texans!”-- - - - _The Dying Confederate’s Last Words_: By Maryland. [Note in - pencil, by L. Katzenberger, Baltimore.] (R. B. B. 23.) - - “Dear Comrades, on my brow the hand of death is cast, - My breath is growing short, all pain will soon be past.”-- - - - _The Dying Mother_: By Colonel B. H. Jones. Johnson’s Island, - Ohio, March, 1865. (Sunny.) - - “Where Great Kanawha, ‘River of the Woods,’ - Flows tranquilly amid Virginia’s hills,”-- - - - _The Dying Soldier_: (R. B. B. 22.) - - “My noble commander! thank God, you have come! - You know the dear ones who are waiting at home.”-- - - - _The Dying Soldier_: By R. R. B. 1861-1862. (C. C. from The - _Southern Field and Fireside_.) - - “Lay him down gently where shadows lie still - And cool, by the side of the bright mountain rill,”-- - - - _The Dying Soldier_: By James A. Mecklin. (S. B. P.) - - “Gather round him where he’s lying, - Hush your footsteps, whisper low,”-- - - - _The Dying Soldier_: By Philula. (S. L. M., Nov. and Dec. ’63.) - - “I am dying, comrade, dying, - Ebbs the feeble life-tide fast,”-- - - - _Dying Soldier Boy_: Air, “Maid of Monterey:” by A. B. - Cunningham, of La. (Alsb.) - - “Upon Manassas’ bloody plain, a soldier boy lay dying! - The gentle winds above his form in softest tones were sighing;”-- - - - _The Dying Soldier, or The Moon Rose O’er the Battle Plain_: An - admired song composed for the pianoforte: published by J. W. - Davis & Sons, Richmond, Va., 1864. (R. B. M.) - - “The moon rose o’er the battle plain - And smiled from her dark throne,”-- - - - _Dying Words of Stonewall Jackson_: (Hubner.) - - “The stars of night contain the glittering Day - And rain his glory down with sweeter grace,”-- - - - _1861_: (E. V. M.) - - “Virginia’s sons are mustering, from every hill and dale, - The sound of fife and drum is borne upon the rising gale,”-- - - - _Eight Years Ago_: A Prison Lay: by W. E. Penn, of Tenn. - (Sunny.) - - “Just eight years ago, I remember the day, - When all was so happy, so joyous and gay;”-- - - - _Elegy on Leaving Home_: Air, “Good-bye:” by Major Webber, 2nd - Kentucky Cavalry, Morgan’s Command. December, 1862. (W. L.) - - “Farewell! Farewell! my fair loved land, - Where I hoped to live and die;”-- - - - _Ella Nocare_: By Dick. (S. L. M., Jan., ’64.) - - “Fair Ella Nocare--bright Ella Nocare, - Was born of a wealthy sire”-- - - - _The Empty Sleeve_: By Dr. J. R. Bagby, of Virginia. (W. G. S.) - - “Tom, old fellow, I grieve to see - The sleeve hanging loose at your side,”-- - - - _Encore et Toujours Maryland_: by Constance Cary: (Bohemian.) - - “A plea for Maryland! - Outraged old Maryland!”-- - - - _The Enemy Shall Never Reach Your City_: Andrew Jackson’s - Address to the people of New Orleans. (W. G. S. from the - Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “Never, while such as ye are in the breach, - Oh! brothers, sons and Southrons, never! never!”-- - - - _Enfants du Sud_: By R. Thomassy: for the _Courier_. Nouvelle - Orleans, 2 Janvier, 1861. (R. N. S.) - - “Enfants du Sud, l’outrage et la menace - Aux nobles coeurs ne laissent plus de choix.”-- - - - _England’s Neutrality_: A Parliamentary Debate, with notes by a - Confederate Reporter: by John R. Thompson. (S. S.) - - “All ye who with credulity the whispers hear of fancy, - Or yet pursue with eagerness Hope’s wild extravagancy,”-- - - - _Enigma_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “My whole forms a part of what means ‘no one knows,’ - My second’s a name oft given to my foes:”-- - - - _Enlisted Today_: (W. G. S.) - - “I know the sun shines, and the lilacs are blowing, - And summer sends kisses by beautiful May.”-- - - - _The Ensign_: An Incident of the Battle of Gettysburg: by - Robert. Camp 1st La. Regulars, Nicholl’s Brigade, Aug. 14, - 1863. (S. L. M., Nov. and Dec. ’63.) - - “The shrill bugle sounded--down the battle scarred front-- - Rang the music to many an ear,”-- - - - _Epistle to the Ladies_: By W. E. M., of General Lee’s Army. - (W. L.) - - “Ye Southern maids and ladies fair, - Of whatso’er degree,”-- - - - _Ethnogenesis_: Written during the meeting of the 1st Southern - Congress, at Montgomery, Feb., 1861: by Henry Timrod of S. C. - (W. G. S.) - - “Hath not the morning dawned with added light, - and shall not evening call another star.”-- - - - _Eulogy of the Dead_: By B. F. Porter, of Alabama. (W. G. S.) - - “Oh! weep not for the dead - Whose blood for freedom shed,”-- - - - _Evacuation of Manassas_: By Iris. Warrenton, April 5, 1862. - S. L. M., Sept. and Oct., 1862, under title of _Rear Guard of - Army_. (E. V. M.) - - “The hills were touched with sunset tints, and the sky was painted, - too, - When the rear guard of the army came marching into view,”-- - - - _Exchanged!_ By Major George McKnight (“Asa Hartz”). (Sunny.) - - “From his dim prison house by Lake Erie’s bleak shore, - He is borne to his last resting place;”-- - - - _The Exiled Soldiers’ Adieu to Maryland_: By I. Camp near - Manassas, July 5, 1861: printed in the C. S. Army. (R. B. B. - 79.) - - “Adieu my home! Adieu dear Maryland! - For honor calls me now away from thee.”-- - - - _The Exodus_: II Kings, vii, 6, 7, 15 and Joel ii, 20: by Old - Soldier. (R. B. B. 25.) - - “O bright eyed maidens of the South, your happy voices raise, - And make your timbrels ring with sounds of triumphs and praise,”-- - - - _The Expected Texas Invasion_: The Bloody Twentieth, Galveston, - Tex., March 22, 1865. (Alsb.) - - “What right have the Northmen our homes to invade-- - Could the scions of freemen admit?”-- - - - _Fable or History_: (Victor Hugo) by Tenella. [Mrs. M. B. - Clarke of N. C.] (S. L. M.) - - “A hungry Ape one summer’s day - Did idly through a forest stray,”-- - - - _The Fair and the Brave_: Flag Presentation to the “Jackson - Hornets” by Eleven Young Ladies at Bellefonte, Ala. Written - by a Tennessee poetess. (P. &. P. B. from the Charleston - _Mercury_.) - - “First to rise against oppression - In this glorious Southern band;”-- - - - _The Faith of The South_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “God is the weak man’s arm, - We cannot feel despair;”-- - - - _The Fall of Sumter, April, 1861_: By A. L. D. of Raleigh, N. - C. (E. V. M.) - - “’Twas in the early morning, all Charleston lay asleep, - While yet the purple darkness was resting on the deep.”-- - - - _Farewell_: By F. B., Clinton, June 3, 1863. (W. F.) - - “Farewell! Stern duty calls me fast - ’Gainst the foe,”-- - - - _Farewell, Forever, the Star Spangled Banner_: By Mrs. E. D. - Hundley, May 14, 1862. (C. S. B.) - - “Let tyrants and slaves submissively tremble, - And bow down their necks ’neath the ‘Juggernaut’ car,”-- - - - _Farewell to Brother Johnathan_: By Caroline. (R. R.) - - “Farewell! we must part: we have turned from the land.”-- - - - _Farewell to Johnson’s Island_: By Major George McKnight (Asa - Hartz). (Sunny.) - - “I leave thy shore, O hated Isle, - Where misery marked my days;”-- - - - _A Farewell to Pope_: By John R. Thompson, of Virginia. (W. G. - S.) - - “‘Hats off’ in the crowd, ‘Present arms’ in the line, - Let the standards all bow, and the sabres incline”-- - - - _Fast and Pray_: “I appoint Friday, Nov. 15th, a day of general - fasting and prayer,” Jefferson Davis. (Bohemian.) - - “Soldier, on the whitened field, - Resting on thy burnished shield,”-- - - - _Fast Day, Nov. 1861_: By Miss R. Powell of Virginia. (E. V. M.) - - “Hark to the silvery chiming - That stirs the quiet air,”-- - - - _The Fate of the Republic_: (W. G. S. from the Charleston - _Mercury_.) - - “Thus, the grand fabric of a thousand years-- - Reared with such art and wisdom by a race,”-- - - - _The Federal Vandals_: Micah iv, 13: by Senex. (Note by author: - The writer has taken the liberty to vary and to apply to our - Northern foes part of an original poem in MSS. written by - himself.) (R. R. and under the title of _It is I!_ R. B. B.) - - “They come, they come,--a motley crew - For rapine, rape and plunder met;”-- - - - _The Federal Vendue_: Abraham Auctionarius Loquitur. (R. B. B. - 27). - - “And going--going! Step up, friends, - I’ve lots of lumber here to sell”-- - - - _Few Days_: (Alsb.) - - “Our country now is great and free, few days, few days; - And thus shall it ever be, we know the way;”-- - - - _Fiat Justitia_: Dedicated to the Maryland Prisoners at Fort - Warren: by a Lady of Baltimore, H. Rebel. (E. V. M., under - title of _God Will Repay_ R. B. B.) - - “There is no day however darkly clouded - But hath a brighter sun,”-- - - - _Field of Glory_: By J. H. Hewitt. - - “When upon the field of glory - ’Mid the battle cry”-- - - - _The Field of Williamsburg_: To Eugene: by C. C. (S. L. M., - Aug. ’63.) - - “Back to the field, whence yestere’en - The Vandal Horde were flying seen,”-- - - - _The Fiend Unbound_: (W. G. S. from the Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “No more with glad and happy cheer - And smiling face, doth Christmas come”-- - - - _Fight On! Fight Ever!_ By Dr. D. M. Norfolk City Jail, Sept. - 7, 1863. (C. C.) - - “Still wave the stars and bars - O’er Sumter’s battered walls;”-- - - - _The Fire of Freedom_: (W. G. S.) - - “The holy fire that nerved the Greek - To make his stand at Marathon.”-- - - - _First Love_: By Colonel Wm. S. Hawkins. Johnson’s Island, - Ohio, Jan., 1865. (Sunny.) - - “In the blithesome days of boyhood, - In the unforgotten past;”-- - - - _Fishing in Troubled Waters_: (R. B. B. 87.) - - “In a dingy room of a mansion old, a solemn ‘council’ met. - To discuss the many dangers, with which they were beset.”-- - - - _The Flag_: (R. B. B. 77.) - - “The Stars and Stripes! is that the flag the Northern army waves, - To make ignoble races free and noble nations slaves?”-- - - - _The Flag of Secession_: Air, “The Star Spangled Banner:” [by - Frederick Pinkney?] (R. B. B. 27.) - - “Oh say can’t you see by the dawn’s early light - What you yesterday held to be vaunting and dreaming,”-- - - - _Flag of Our Country_: By a Lady of Winchester. (Broadside in - possession of Editor.) - - “Flag of our country, we’re weeping for thee, - Dimm’d are the stars round the Palmetto tree”-- - - - _Flag of the Free Eleven_: (Randolph.) - - “Over land and sea let it kiss the breeze, - For the smile of approving Heaven”-- - - - _The Flag of the Lone Star_: By Tenella. [Mrs. M. B. Clarke of - N. C.] (E. V. M.) - - “Hurrah for the Lone Star! - Up, up to the mast,”-- - - - _The Flag of the South_: For the _Evening Star_: suggested by - the raising of the flag in Kansas City: by Charles P. Lenox. - (R. B. B. 26½.) - - “Let the flag of the South be thrown to the breeze, - Over land, over sea, let her float at her ease.”-- - - - _Flag of the South_: For the _Evening Star_: by J. H., - Baltimore, Md. (R. B. B. 26½.) - - “Oh flag of the South, in the hues of thy splendor - The emblems of right and of triumph we see.”-- - - - _Flag of the Southland_: Air, “I’m Afloat:” by Major E. W. - Cave, of Houston: (Alsb.) - - “Flag of the Southland! Flag of the free! - Ere thy sons will be slaves they will perish with thee!”-- - - - _Flag of Truce_: By Jay W. Bee, P. A. C. S., 2nd Kentucky - Cavalry, Morgan’s Command. Johnson’s Island, Ohio, July, 1864. - (W. L.) - - “Thou beautiful emblem of Peace-- - White sail upon war’s bloody seas.”-- - - - _Flight of Doodles_: (R. R.) - - “I come from old Manassas, with a pocket full of fun-- - I killed forty Yankees with a single-barrelled gun”-- - - - _The Foe at the Gates_: Charleston: by John Dickson Bruns, M. - D. (W. G. S.) - - “Ring round her! children of her glorious skies - Whom she hath nursed to stature proud and great,”-- - - - _Fold It Up Carefully_: A reply to the lines entitled “The - Conquered Banner:” by Sir Henry Houghton, Bart. of England, - Oct., 1865. (The following, written in England, comes to us - from a friend in Virginia, who says it was sent by the author - to a gentleman in that state, and that it has not yet appeared - in print.) (E. V. M.) - - “Gallant nation, foiled by numbers, - Say not that your hopes are fled;”-- - - - _Follow! Boys, Follow!_ By Millie Mayfield. (R. R.) - - “Follow, brave boys, follow! - ’Tis the roll-call of the drum,”-- - - - _For Bales_: Air, “Johnny Fill up the Bowl.” (Fag.) - - “We all went down to New Orleans, - For Bales, for Bales;”-- - - - _For Punch_: (Bohemian from the _Southern Literary Messenger_.) - - “For fifty years the world has rung - With nothing strange or new, sir,”-- - - - _Forget? Never!_ By Mrs. C. A. Ball. (E. V. M.) - - “Can the mother forget the child of her love, - Who was in her tenderest heartstrings woven,”-- - - - _Fort Donelson Falls_: Written in great agony, 3 p. m., Feb. - 17, [1862?]: by Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Demons, hark! those cannon booming; - Death howls over liberty,”-- - - - _Fort Donelson: The Siege_: Feb., 1862: by Mrs. C. A. Warfield. - (E. V. M.) - - “I cannot look on the sunshine - That breaks thro’ the clouds today”-- - - - _Fort Moultrie_: For the _Courier_: by Carolina. Jan., 1861. - (R. N. S.) - - “Long the pride of Carolina, - Cherished in our ‘heart of hearts,’”-- - - - _Forts Morris and Moultrie_: (Bohemian.) - - “Hark, the wind-storm how it rushes! - List! methinks I hear the strain”-- - - - _Fort Sumter_: (R. R. from the Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “It was a noble Roman - In Rome’s imperial day,”-- - - - _Fort Sumter_: By H. (Bohemian from the New Orleans _Delta_.) - - “Ask the Fort--let Peace prevail, - Claim the Fort--but yet forbear”-- - - - _Fort Sumter_: [By C. B. Northrup.] (Outcast.) - - “Up through the water, towering high,”-- - - - _Fort Sumter_: A Southern Song. Air, “Dearest May:” by Dr. - Barnstable, B. C. H. G. (R. B. B. 26.) - - “Come now and gather round me, - A story I’ll relate,”-- - - - _Fort Wagner_: By W. Gilmore Simms. (W. G. S. from the - Charleston Mercury.) - - “Glory unto the gallant boys who stood - At Wagner, and unflinching, sought the van,”-- - - - _The 47th Va. Regiment_: At the Battle of Frazier’s Farm, June - 30, 1862: by S. D. D. (S. L. M., March, 1863.) - - “Virginians! let the foe now feel - What vengeance ours may be;”-- - - - _The Four Brothers_: By Lieutenant E. C. McCarthy. (Sunny.) - - “In sadness, in sorrow, a soldier wept, - O’er the form so cold and chill,”-- - - - _A Fragment_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Why needst thou go away from me, my love? - Thou wilt not fight for home or lands, but wilt,”-- - - - _A Fragment, Cabinet Council_: From the Charleston _Mercury_. - (P. & P. B.) - - “Give me another Scotch cap; wrap me in a military cloak, - Have mercy, Jeff. Davis! Soft--I did but dream!”-- - - - _Freedom’s Call_: Air, “God Save the South.” Baltimore, June 1, - 1862. (R. B. B. 28.) - - “Southrons, to arms! - Justice with flaming sword,”-- - - - _Freedom’s Muster Drum_: By John H. Hewitt. (Lee.) - - “When Freedom from her dazzling home - Looked down upon the breathing world,”-- - - - _Freedom’s New Banner_: By Dan E. Townsend. June 30, 1862. - (Fag. from the Richmond _Dispatch_.) - - “When clouds of apprehension o’ershaded - The banner that Liberty bore,”-- - - - _From the Rapidan, 1864_: (W. G. S.) - - “A low wind in the pines! - And a dull pain in the breast!”-- - - - _From the South to the North_: By C. L. S. (R. R.) - - “There is no union when the hearts - That once were bound together,”-- - - - _The Frontier Ranger_: By M. B. Smith, 2nd Texas. (Alsb.) - - “Come list to a Ranger, you kind-hearted stranger. - A song, tho’ a sad one, you are welcome to hear,”-- - - - _The Funeral Dirge of Stonewall Jackson_: By Rosa Vertner - Jeffrey, May 20, 1863. (E. V. M.) - - “Muffled drum and solemn bugle, - Sound a dirge as on ye move,”-- - - - _Funeral of Albert Sidney Johnston_: (Fag.) - - “He fell, and they cried, bring us home our dead! - We’ll bury him here where the prairies spread,”-- - - - _The Gallant Colonel_: (R. B. B. 32.) - - “There lived a man in Brooklin town - An Abolition teacher”-- - - - _Gallant Second Texans_: Air, “Maid of Monterey:” by M. B. - Smith, Company C., 2nd Texas: (Alsb.) - - “The gallant Second Texans are men that we hold dear, - Thro’ out our loved Confederacy their praises you will hear,”-- - - - _Gather! Gather!_ By Robert Joselyn. (Bohemian.) - - “Gather around your country’s flag, - Men of the South! the hour has come,”-- - - - _The Gathering of the Southern Volunteers_: Air, “La - Marseillaise.” (S. L. M., June, 1861.) - - “Sons of the South! behold the morning - God-like ascends his golden car,”-- - - - _Gay and Happy_: Camp Song of the Maryland Line as Sung by the - Baltimore Boys in Richmond. Air, “Gay and Happy.” (C. S. B.) - - “We’re the boys so gay and happy - Wheresoe’er we chance to be”-- - - - _Gendron Palmer, of the Holcombe Legion_: By Ina M. Porter of - Alabama. (W. G. S.) - - “He sleeps upon Virginia’s strand - While comrades of the Legion stand,”-- - - - _General Albert Sidney Johnston_: By Mary Jervey, of - Charleston. (W. G. S.) - - “In the thickest fight triumphantly he fell - While into Victory’s arms he led us on;”-- - - - _General Beauregard_: (R. B. B. 9.) - - “When war clouds gathered about our land - And out of the North came a hostile band,”-- - - - _General Butler_: Air, “Yankee Doodle.” (R. B. B. 12.) - - “Butler and I went out from camp - At Bethel to make battle,”-- - - - _General Hood’s Last Charge_: By Mary Hunt McCaleb. (Im.) - - “The twilight of death is beginning to fall. - Death’s shadows are creeping high upon the wall,”-- - - - _A General Invitation_: By I. R. (S. S.) - - “Come! leave the noisy Longstreet, - Fly to the Fields with me;”-- - - - _General Jackson in the Valley of the Shenandoah_: Air, “Dandy - Jim:” by Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “The clouds were heavy o’er our land, - And darkest o’er the brave true band”-- - - - _General J. E. B. Stuart_: By John R. Thompson. (E. V. M.) - - “We could not pause, while yet the noontide air - Shook with the cannonade’s incessant pealing,”-- - - - _General Jeff Davis_: Air, “Kelvin Grove:” (West. Res.) - - “Who is this with noble mien - Southern hearties, O!”-- - - - _General John B. Floyd_: By Eulalie. Woodlawn, Va., April, - 1866. (E. V. M.) - - “The noble hero calmly sleeps - Unheeding all life’s surging woes,”-- - - - _General Johnston_: Air, “American Star.” (R. B. B. 50.) - - “Behold the brave son of the Good ‘Old Dominion’ - The Yankees for niggers, but Johnston for me”-- - - - _General Lee_: Air, “Oh, Carry Me Back to Old Virginny.” (R. B. - B. 60.) - - “There is a man in Old Virginny - His name is General Lee,”-- - - - _General Lee_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “I’ve tried to write of General Lee, - But always stop, to bend my knee”-- - - - _General Lee At the Battle of the Wilderness_: By Tenella. - [Mrs. M. B. Clarke of N. C.] (E. V. M.) - - “There he stood, the grand old hero, great Virginia’s god-like son - Second unto none in glory: equal to her Washington.”-- - - - _General Price’s Appeal_: (Alsb.) - - “Come from the Western fountains, - Come from the plains so wild and rough,”-- - - - _General Robert E. Lee_: By Tenella: [Mrs. R. B. Clark of N. - C.] (E. V. M.) - - “As went the knight with sword and shield - To tourney or to battle field,”-- - - - _General Tom Green_: By Mrs. Wm. Barnes, of Galveston. (Alsb.) - - “A warrior has fallen! a chieftain has gone! - A hero of heroes has sunk to his rest!”-- - - - _Georgia, My Georgia!_: By Carrie B. Sinclair. (W. G. S.) - - “Hark! ’tis the cannon’s deafening roar, - That sounds along thy sunny shore,”-- - - - _A Georgia Volunteer_: Written by Mrs. Townshend at the - neglected grave of one who was a member of the 12th Georgia, a - regiment whose gallantry was conspicuous on every field where - its colors waved, and which won praise for peculiar daring, - even among the ‘foot-cavalry’ of Jackson: by Xariffa. (C. C.) - - “Far up the lonely mountain-side - My wandering footsteps led;”-- - - - _Gettysburg_: By Edward L. Walker, M. D., of North Carolina. - (Amaranth.) - - “From the hills of the West to the shores of the sea, - From the yellow Roanoke to the distant Pedee,”-- - - - _The Girl I Left Behind Me_: (Alsb.) - - “I’m lonesome since I crossed the hills and o’er the moor that’s sedgy - With heavy thoughts my mind is filled, since parted I with Peggy.”-- - - - _The Girls of the Monumental City_: Written by a Confederate - Prisoner. Baltimore, Md., March, 1862. (S. B. P.) - - “Daughters of the sunny South - Where Freedom loves to dwell,”-- - - - _Give Them Bread!_ By G. L. R. (E. V. M.) - - “Have you heard the calls for succor, - Cries of hunger that have come,”-- - - - _Give Up!_ By Colonel B. H. Jones. Johnson’s Island, 1865. - (Sunny.) - - “Give up and plead, ’twas the fiat of fate - That the blood which now reddens your veins,”-- - - - _Glen Roy: Sonnet_: By F. B. Gloucester Co., Va., Sept. 1861. - (W. F.) - - “It is a curious world, this world of ours, - Time but creates in order to destroy,”-- - - - _Glorious January 1, 1863_: Air, “Oaks of James Davis:” by M. - B. Smith, Company C, 2nd Regiment Texas Volunteers. (Alsb.) - - “Come, all ye brave Texians, come join in my song - Let joy and thanksgiving and praises abound,”-- - - - _God and Our Rights_: (Randolph.) - - “God and our Right, from every glen, - Come marching ranks of fearless men,”-- - - - _God Be Our Trust_: Air, “Heaven Is Our Home: let not our - courage fail.” (R. B. B. 37.) - - “God save our Southern land, God be our trust, - Storms rage on every hand, God be our trust,”-- - - - _God Bless Our Land_: Anthem of the Confederate States: by E. - Young, Lexington, Ga. (Bohemian from the _Southern Field and - Fireside_.) - - “Oh God! our only King, - To Thee our hearts we bring;”-- - - - _God Bless Our President_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “God bless our President, - The hope of the Free!”-- - - - _God Bless Our Southern Land_: Air, “God Save the Queen.” - Respectfully inscribed to Major General J. B. Magruder, and - sung on the occasion of his public reception in the city of - Houston, Texas, Jan. 20, 1863. (C. S. B.) - - “God bless our Southern land, - God save our sea-girt land,”-- - - - _God Bless the South_: Air, “God Speed the Right.” (R. B. B. - 32.) - - “Now to heaven one prayer ascending, - God bless the South”-- - - - _God Help Kentucky_: An Anthem: (R. B. B. 52.) - - “Lord from Thy heavenly throne - Thy holy will be done;”-- - - - _God Save the South_: (R. R.) - - “God bless our Southern land! - Guard our beloved land!”-- - - - _God Save the South_: By R. S. Agnew of Newfern. December, - 1861. (E. V. M.) - - “Wake every minstrel’s strain, - Ring o’er each Southern plain,”-- - - - _God Save the South_: National Hymn: By George H. Miles of - Frederick, Md.: music by C. W. A. Ellerbock, permission of - A. E. Blackmar. [Note: This was the first song published in - the South during the War.] S. L. M., Oct., 1863, from the - Charleston _Mercury_. (C. S. B.) - - “God save the South, - Her altars and firesides”-- - - - _God Save the Southern Land_: A Hymn. By S. Francis Cameron, of - Md.: (Amaranth.) - - “Oh, let the cry awaken, - From every hero-band”-- - - - _Going Home_: By M. L. M. (W. L.) - - “No flaunting banners o’er them wave, - No arms flash back the sun’s bright ray,”-- - - - _Gone to the Battlefield_: By John Antrobus, Headquarters Ninth - Va. Regiment Volunteers. (C. C.) - - “The reaper has left the field, - The mower has left the plain,”-- - - - _Goober Peas_: By A. Pender. [One of the most widely known - Confederate songs.] (Im.) - - “Sitting by the roadside, on a summer day, - Chatting with my messmates, passing time away;”-- - - - _Good News From Dixie_: (R. B. B. 34.) - - “How the South’s great heart rejoices - At your cannon’s ringing voices,”-- - - - _The Good Old Cause_: By John D. Phelan, of Montgomery, Ala. - (W. G. S.) - - “Huzza! Huzza! for the ‘Good Old Cause,’ - ’Tis a stirring sound to hear,”-- - - - _Governor Hicks_: Air, “Money Musk.” (R. B. B. 65.) - - “Mister Hicks, full of tricks, - Now prying, next time trying,”-- - - - _Grant’s Litany Changed to Suit My Feelings_: Air, “Spanish - Hymn” by Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Saviour, when in dust to Thee, - Low we bow adoring knee,”-- - - - _Grave of A. Sidney Johnston_: By J. B. Synnott. (W. G. S.) - - “The Lone Star State secretes the clay - Of him who led on Shiloh’s field,”-- - - - _The Grave of Ashby_: By Old Fogy. (Amaranth.) - - “Rest, soldier, rest! thy sword hath won - A fadeless wreath of glory:”-- - - - _Grave of Washington_: (Cav.) - - “Disturb not his slumbers, let Washington sleep - ’Neath the boughs of the willow that over him weep,”-- - - - _Graves for the Invaders_: A Fragment. Savannah, Ga., 1863. (R. - B. B. 35.) - - “Graves for the invaders--graves - Scoop’d from the reeking sod”-- - - - _Graves of Our Home-Heroes_: By Cornelia J. M. Jordan. March - 31, 1865. (Corinth). - - “Behold! they sleep, - Our own defenders bold, who lately stood”-- - - - _Great Big Bethel Fight: Awful Calamity!_ Air, “Dixie.” (R. B. - B. 35.) - - “I’ll tell you of a tale that lately befell - And the place where it happened was big Bethel,”-- - - - _Great Cry and Little Wool_ or the leading Republicans - described in verse: By Barnstable. Baltimore, July 2, 1861. (R. - B. B. 34½.) - - “O dearest Muse, thy help I ask, - Though mine is but a scurvy task”-- - - - _The Great Fast Day in the South_: June 13th: by B. Orange - county. (S. L. M. August, ’61.) - - “From yonder high embattled grounds - Where Harper’s Ferry stands,”-- - - - _Greek Fire: or, The Siege of Charleston_: By Eustanzia. New - Orleans, Oct., 1863. (Wash’n 78.) - - “Hark! the battle! hark! the battle! - Hark! the deadly cannons’ rattle”-- - - - _Greeting for Victory_: For the _Courier_: by C. G. P. - Charleston, April 17, 1861. (R. N. S.) - - “Carolinians, ye have answered - To our Mother’s thrilling call,”-- - - - _The Griffin_: (Alsb.) - - “’Tis said the Griffins of olden time - Were strange and monstrous creatures,”-- - - - _Guerrilla_: Verses circulated among the scouting parties of - rebel partisan horse in the Shenandoah Valley, in the summer of - 1864. (E. V. M. ’69 from the New York _Round Table_.) - - “Who hither rides so hard? A Scout-- - Just after the midnight he stole out,”-- - - - _The Guerrilla Martyrs_: (W. G. S. from the Charleston - _Mercury_.) - - “Aye, to the doom--the scaffold and the chain, - To all your cruel tortures, bear them on,”-- - - - _The Guerrillas_: [It may add something to the interest with - which these stirring lines are read, to know that they were - composed within the walls of a Yankee Bastile. They reached us - in Mss. through the courtesy of a returned prisoner.--Richmond - _Examiner_.] By S. Teackle Wallis. Fort Lafayette, 1862. S. L. - M., July and Aug., 1862, dated Fort Warren Dungeon, 1862. (S. - S.) - - “Awake and to horses! my brothers, - For the dawn is glimmering gray,”-- - - - _Ha! Ha! The Fighting, Ha!_ Air, “Ha! Ha! the wooing, ha!” by - Kentucky: sung after the battle of Richmond, Ky. (S. O. S.) - - “Kirby Smith came here to fight! - Ha! ha! the fighting! ha!”-- - - - _Happy Land of Canaan_: (J. M. S.) - - “I sing you a song, and it won’t detain me long - All about the times we are gaining;”-- - - - _Happy Land of Canaan_: A Texas Song. (Randolph.) - - “Oh, the Bayou City Guards, they will never ask for odds - When the Yankees in a close place get them, ha! ha!”-- - - - _Hardee’s Defense of Savannah_: A Southern Ballad of the War. - (R. B. B. 40.) - - “Have you heard of the brave Hardee - The famous General Hardee?”-- - - - _Hard Times_: By M. B. Smith, Company C, 2nd Regiment, Texas - Volunteers. August 13, 1862. (Alsb.) - - “Just listen awhile and give ear to my song - Concerning this war, which will not take me long;”-- - - - _Hark! The Summons_: By B. Baltimore, Oct. 9, 1861. (R. B. B. - 41.) - - “Hark! in the South the thundering drum, - The gathering myriads ceaseless hum”-- - - - _Hark! Hark! The War Bugle_: Air, “Hark! Hark! the Soft Bugle:” - (Randolph.) - - “Hark! hark! the war bugle, the fife and the drum, - Wake the hearts of the noble and brave:”-- - - - _Harp of the South_: A Sonnet: by Cora. (R. R.) - - “Harp of the South, awake! a loftier strain - Than ever yet thy tuneful strings has stirred,”-- - - - _Harp of the South, Awake!_ A Southern war song dedicated to - Captain Bradley T. Johnson, now in service in Virginia: by J. - M. Kilgour, Frederick, Md., April 10, 1861. Music by C. L. - Peticolas: published by George Dunn, Richmond, Va., 1863. S. L. - M. Editor’s Table, June, 1861. (R. B. M.) - - “Harp of the South awake - From every golden wire,”-- - - - _Headquarters in the Saddle_: (Mr. Samuel’s Scrapbook, Ridgway.) - - “Pope his ‘headquarters in the saddle’ places - Where other mortals their hindquarters plant, sir:”-- - - - _Hearing Cannon_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “I feel as though in my own coffin laid, - Listening to the last office that is paid,”-- - - - _The Heart of Louisiana_: By Harriet Stanton. (R. R. from the - New Orleans _Delta_.) - - “Oh let me weep while o’er our land - Vile discord strides, with sullen brow,”-- - - - _Heart Victories_: By a Soldier’s Wife. Front Royal, Virginia, - Oct. 30, 1861. S. L. M., Editor’s Table, Jan., 1862. (E. V. M.) - - “There’s not a stately hall, - There’s not a cottage fair,”-- - - - _He’ll See It When He Wakes_: By Frank Lee. (Im.) - - “Amid the clouds of battle smoke - The sun had died away,”-- - - - _Here and There, A Contrast_: (E. V. M. from The _Sunny South_.) - - “There’s clashing of arms in the Sunny South, - There’s hurrying to and fro,”-- - - - _Here’s Your Mule_: (Alsb.) - - “A farmer came to camp one day, with milk and eggs to sell, - Upon a mule who oft would stray to where no one could tell,”-- - - - _A Hero’s Daughter_: (M. C. L.) by Mrs. M. J. Preston. - (Beechenbrook.) - - “She boasts no Amazonian charms, - Minerva’s helmet never crowned her.”-- - - - _The Hero’s Dream_: Brigadier General J. H. Morgan at - Larmenesburg: by Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Weary from his long toil - To free his native land,”-- - - - _The Hero Without A Name_: By Colonel W. S. Hawkins, C. S. A., - Prisoner of War, Camp Chase, Oct., 1864. (E. V. M., also S. S. - No. 7.) - - “I loved when a child, to seek the page - Where war’s proud tales are grandly told,”-- - - - _Hicksie_: (Parody on “Dixie”.) (R. B. B. 66.) - - “Ets a mighty bad way dey’s got ole Hicks in - Case things won’t stay de how he’s fixin”-- - - - _His Last Words_: (W. G. S.) - - “Come let us cross the river and rest beneath the trees, - And list the merry leaflets at sport with every breeze;”-- - - - _Holly and Cypress_: By Mrs. Fanny Downing. (Amaranth.) - - “Merry old Christmas has come again, - With plenty of pleasure,--naught of pain;”-- - - - _Home_: Dedicated to a Young Woman of Petersburg, Va. Composed - by a Confederate Soldier, July 26, 1864. (C. C.) - - “What is the sound of sweetness that thrills the wondrous breast - And brings with magic fleetness fond thoughts of peace and rest?”-- - - - _Home--After the War_: By M. E. H. Baltimore. (E. V. M.) - - “In the grassy lane as the sun went down, - He slackened his fevered and weary feet,”-- - - - _Home Again!_ By Lieutenant Howard. (Sunny.) - - “Home again! Home again! - From Lake Erie’s shore;”-- - - - _Home Again_: Written in Prison by Jeff. Thompson: (E. V. M.) - - “My dear wife awaits my coming, - My children lisp my name,”-- - - - _Homespun_: (Bohemian.) - - “The air is balmy with the breath - Of the early coming Spring,”-- - - - _The Homespun Dress_: Air, “Bonnie Blue Flag:” by Carrie Bell - Sinclair. (C. S. B.) - - “Oh, yes I am a Southern girl - And glory in the name,”-- - - - _Hood’s Old Brigade “On the March:”_ By Miss Mollie E. Moore. - (Alsb.) - - “’Twas midnight when we built our fires-- - We marched at half-past three!”-- - - - _Hood’s Texas Brigade_: (Alsb.) - - “Down by the valley ’mid thunder and lightning, - Down by the valley ’mid shadows of night,”-- - - - _Horse-Marines at Galveston_: Air, “The Barring of the Door.” - (Alsb.) - - “It was on a New Year’s morn so soon, - Before the break of day, O,”-- - - - _The Hour Before Execution_: By Miss Maria E. Jones. (Alsb.) - - “Hark! the clock strikes! All, all that now remains - Is one short hour of this fast fleeting life,”-- - - - _How McClellan Took Manassas_: By Ole Napoleon. (West. Res.) - - “Heard ye how the bold McClellan, - (He, the wether with the bell on,)”-- - - - _How the Soldiers Talk_: By Joseph Scrutchen, of Atlanta, Ga. - (Im.) - - “We have heard the Yankees yell, - We have heard the Rebels shout,”-- - - - _Hurrah!_ The first camp song: by S. B. K. of Mississippi. - Invincibles, Mobile, March 31, 1861. (R. N. S. from the Mobile - Register.) - - “Hurrah for the Southern Confederate States! - With her banner of white, red and blue;”-- - - - _Hurrah for Jeff Davis_: Air, “Gum Tree Canoe.” (R. B. B. 22.) - - “Our country now calls, we’re up and away - To meet the vile Yankee in battle array”-- - - - _Hurrah for Jeff Davis_: Air, “Hurrah for the Bonnets of Blue:” - by a Lady Rebel. (R. B. B.) - - “Hurrah for Jeff Davis, hurrah - And hurrah for brave Beauregard, too:”-- - - - _Hurrah for the Red and White_: a Prophecy for 1865: Air, “Oh, - whistle and I’ll come to you, my lad:” by Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Hurrah for the Red and White, boys, hurrah! - Kentucky has leaped, boys, right into the war.”-- - - - _Hurrah for the South! Hurrah!_: Paraphrased by G. W. Hopkins. - (Wash’n 86.) - - “Hurrah for the South, ’tis joy to see, - Far in the misty dawn,”-- - - - _Hurrah, My Brave Boys_: (Randolph.) - - “Come, Southrons, and bare to the glorious strife, - Your hearts without heaving a sigh;”-- - - - _Hurrying On_: Written in New Orleans, Oct. 23, 1861. (C. C. - from the Charleston Mercury, also R. B. B. No. 3.) - - “Hurrying on the midst of excitement - Pushing extravagant projects through”-- - - - _Hymn for the South_: To the Lone Star of Carolina: by Preston - Davis Sill. Music composed by Mr. A. Koepper, to be published - as soon as circumstances permit: Columbia, S. C. (R. N. S.) - - “Tho’ lone, how fair, how bright - Thou shimmer’dst first, O Star!”-- - - - _Hymn to the Dawn_: By A. J. Requier. (Amaranth.) - - “From an ominous rift in the pitiless sky - That has darkened our desolate land,”-- - - - _Hymn to the National Flag_: By Mrs. M. J. Preston. (E. V. M.) - - “Float aloft, thou stainless banner, - Azure cross and field of light,”-- - - - _I Am Coming, Ella_: By Adjutant John N. Shuerter. (Sunny.) - - “I am coming, Ella, coming, - Though the moment still be far:”-- - - - _I Am Sick, Don’t Draft Me, I Have Got a Doctor’s Certificate_: - Air, “The Girl I Left Behind Me.” (West. Res.) - - “Of the Danger of exposure to a draft, we often read, - That it generates disorders which are very bad, indeed:”-- - - - _I Am Not Sick, I Am Over Forty-Five, I Will Make My Wife Stay - At Home And Give the Baby Catnip Tea_: Air, “I Wish My Wife Had - No Crying Baby.” (West. Res.) - - “I’m exempt, I’m exempt, I vow and desire, - I’m exempt, I’m exempt, from the draft I will swear,”-- - - - _The Icy Road to Niblet’s Bluff_: Air, “Shiloh Hill:” by J. C. - H., Company H, 4th Texas Cavalry. (Alsb.) - - “Come, all you valiant Home Guard, a story I will tell, - ’Tis of a noted journey we all remember well;”-- - - - _If a Soldier Meet a Soldier_: Air, “Coming Through the Rye:” - by General M. Jeff. Thompson. (Sunny.) - - “If a soldier meets a soldier, ’mid the battle’s din, - And the soldier kills the soldier,--surely ’tis no sin;”-- - - - _If You Belong to Dixie’s Land_: Air, “Gideon’s Band.” (R. B. - B. 42.) - - “To bring you this good news I’ve come - You’ll always find yourself at home,”-- - - - _If You Love Me_: By J. Augustine Signaigo. (W. G. S.) - - “You have told me that you love me, - That you worship at my shrine,”-- - - - _Ignivomus Cotton’s Letters to His Relatives in Kentucky_: III, - He Glorifieth Cotton. For the Louisville _Journal_. Charleston, - S. C., Jan. 1862. (R. N. S.) - - “Dear Uncle: I’m certain you never have thought on - The omnipotent greatness and glory of cotton:”-- - - - _I’m Conscripted, Smith, Conscripted_: By Albert Roberts of - Nashville, Tenn. (Hubner.) - - “I’m conscripted, Smith, conscripted! - Ebb the subterfuges fast”-- - - - _I’m Going Home to Dixie_: (Alsb.) - - “There is a land where cotton grows, - A land where milk and honey flows”-- - - - _Imogen_: By Major General J. B. Magruder. (C. S. B.) - - “Awake, dearest, awake! ’tis thy lover who calls, Imogen; - List! dearest! list! the dew gently falls, Imogen;”-- - - - _Impromptu_: By Dr. Barnstable, B. C. H. G. (R. B. B. 42.) - - “The South, the South, the glorious South, - Now calls forth all her men,”-- - - - _I’m Thinking of the Soldier_: By Mary E. Smith, of Austin. - (Alsb.) - - “O, I’m thinking of the soldier as the evening shadows fall, - As the twilight fairy sketches her sad pictures on the wall;”-- - - - _Independence Day_: (E. V. M.) - - “Oh! Freedom is a blessed thing! - And men have marched in stricken fields,”-- - - - _Independence Hymn_: By A. J. Requier. (Bohemian.) - - “True sons of the South, from whose militant sires - The still-crested charter of Liberty sprung,”-- - - - _In Divina Catena_: (E. V. M. ’69.) - - “Chain the eagle and veil his eyes! - Torture him dumb and dim!”-- - - - _In Death United_: By G. A. M. Richmond, Va., 1861. (S. L. M., - Jan. ’62.) - - “Surely in life’s final moments - Ere the spirit takes its flight,”-- - - - _Information Wanted_: Of my son ----. He was known to be - engaged in last ----s fight and cannot now be found. Was a - private in Company --, ---- Regiment, ---- Volunteers. Any - tidings of him will be gratefully received by his anxious - father at ---- House. (E. V. M.) - - “Oh! stranger, can you tell me where, - Where is my boy--my brave bright boy!”-- - - - _In His Blanket on the Ground_: By Caroline Howard Gervais, of - Charleston. (Bohemian.) - - “Weary, weary lies the soldier - In his blanket on the ground,”-- - - - _In Hollywood--A Slumber Song_: By Gillie Cary. (C. S. B.) - - “O ye starry night skies - With your thousand bright eyes,”-- - - - _In Memoriam Aeternam--My Brother_: By Colonel B. H. Jones. - Johnson’s Island, July 8th, 1865. (Sunny.) - - “When first the clarion blast of civil war - Broke on the stillness of the mountain height;”-- - - - _In Memoriam of Colonel Benjamin F. Terry_: Inscribed to - General William J. Kyle: by W. M. Gilleland. Austin, Jan. 4, - 1862. (Alsb.) - - “The war steed is champing his bit with disdain, - And wild is the flash of his eye,”-- - - - _In Memoriam, Our Right Reverend Father in God, Leonidas Polk_: - by Fanny Downing. (Amaranth.) - - “Peace, troubled soul! The strife is done, - This life’s fierce conflicts and its woes are ended;”-- - - - _In Memory of Ashby_: By Iris. (S. L. M., Nov. and Dec., ’63.) - - “Weep, women of the Valley--weep, Virginia women, weep, - Ho! warriors of the Southland, let not your vengeance sleep.”-- - - - _In Memory of Captain James Earwood_: By Robin Reid. - Clarksville, Ark. (Im.) - - “In a quiet valley in Arkansas - You may find that lonely grave,”-- - - - _Inscribed to the Memory of Captain Courtland Prentice - (Morgan’s Cavalry)_: By Kentucky. Sept. 27, 1862. (S. O. S.) - - “O noble spirit! not in vain - Thy long three hours of direst pain!”-- - - - _In the Dark_: By Isa Craig, of England. (E. V. M. ’69.) - - “He is down! He is struck in the dark - By command of his own;”-- - - - _In the Fortress by the Sea_: A fragment by W. E. Cameron. (C. - C.) - - “Silence, Oh mocking sea - Hush thy tone, for it angers me;”-- - - - _In the Land Where We Were Dreaming_: By Daniel B. Lucas, of - Jefferson County, Va. (C. C.) - - “Fair were our visions! Oh! they were as grand - As ever floated out of Fancy Land:”-- - - - _In the Soldiers’ Grave-Yard_: By F. B. Atlanta, Ga., Aug. 21, - 1864. (W. F.) - - “Shoulder to shoulder there they rest. - In lind of battle forever drest,”-- - - - _In the Trenches_: By F. B. Buzzard’s Boost, May 10, 1864. (W. - F.) - - “The rain is pouring with remorseless drops, - The dampened breezes sigh,”-- - - - _Invocation_: By Colonel W. S. Hawkins. (Sunny.) - - “Come, thou sweet friend, and cheer awhile - The brooding gloom of prison walls,”-- - - - _The Invocation_: By B. W. W. (R. R.) - - “God bless the land of flowers - And turn its winter hours,”-- - - - _I Remember the Hour When Sadly We Parted_: (Companion Song to - _When This Cruel War Is Over_). (Fag.) - - “I remember the hour when sadly we parted, - The tears on your pale cheeks glist’ning like dew,”-- - - - _The Irish Battalion_: (R. R.) - - “When old Virginia took the field, - And wanted men to rally on”-- - - - _The Irrepressible Conflict_: Sonnet: by Tyrtaeus. (W. G. S. - from the Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “Then welcome be it, if indeed it be - The Irrepressible Conflict!”-- - - - _I Shall Not Die_: By a Prisoner in Solitary Confinement at - Fort Delaware. (W. L.) - - “I felt the power of intellect, - I had the power of conscious strength;”-- - - - _Is There Nobody Hurt_: Air, “Cocachelunk.” (R. B. B. 47.) - - “Hark! the cries of widowed mothers, - Coming from the Northern states:”-- - - - _Is There, Then, No Hope for the Nations?_ (W. G. S. From the - Charleston _Courier_.) - - “Is there, then, no hope for the nations? - Must the record of time be the same?”-- - - - _Is This a Time to Dance?_ (W. G. S.) - - “The breath of evening sweeps the plain - And sheds its perfume in the dell,”-- - - - _It Matters Little Whether Grief or Glee_: By Kentucky. (S. O. - S.) - - “It matters little whether grief or glee - Is life’s, short portion set apart for me:”-- - - - _The Jacket of Gray--To Those Who Wore It_: By Mrs. C. A. Ball. - (E. V. M.) - - “Fold it up carefully, lay it aside, - Tenderly touch it, look on it with pride,”-- - - - _Jackson_: By H. L. Flash, of Galveston, formerly of Mobile. - (W. G. S. from the Mobile _Advertiser and Register_.) - - “Not midst the lightning of the storm fight - Not in the rush upon the vandal foe,”-- - - - _Jackson_: Sonnet: by Mrs. M. J. Preston. (Beechenbrook.) - - “Thank God for such a hero! Fearless hold - His diamond character beneath the sun.”-- - - - _Jackson, The Alexandria Martyr_: By Wm. H. Holcombe, M. D., of - Virginia. S. L. M., Aug., 1861. (W. G. S.) - - “’Twas not the private insult galled him most - But public outrage of his country’s flag,”-- - - - _Jackson’s Fool-Cavalry_: By Hard-Cracker. Camp of the - “Used-Ups,” Sept. 26, 1862. (C. S. B.) - - “Day after day our way has been - O’er many a hill and hollow”-- - - - _Jackson’s Requiem_: Air, “Dearest Mae.” (Md. Hist. B.) - - “That noted burglar, Ellsworth, - We all remember well,”-- - - - _Jackson’s Resignation_: By Tenella. [Mrs. M. B. Clarke of N. - C.] (Fag. from the _Southern Illustrated News_, April, 1863.) - - “Well, we can whip them now, I guess, - If Jackson has resigned,”-- - - - _Jeff Davis in the White House_: Air, “Ye Parliaments of - England:” by a Lady, Daughter of One of the Old Defenders. - (West. Res.) - - “Ye Northern men in Washington, - Your administration, too,”-- - - - _Jefferson Davis_: By Walker Meriweather Bell. (Amaranth.) - - “Calm martyr of a noble cause, - Upon thy form in vain,”-- - - - _Jefferson Davis_: By Mollie E. Moore. (E. V. M. from the - Houston _Telegraph_.) - - “Mercy for a fallen chief! - The angel, Peace, hath stilled the mighty storm;”-- - - - _Jefferson Davis_: By Wm. Munford. Dernier Resort, Montgomery - Co., Va., Jan. 22, 1866. (E. V. M.) - - “For spirit ever quick - With sword or rhetoric,”-- - - - _Jefferson Davis_: By A Southern Woman. (E. V. M.) - - “The cell is lonely and the night - Has filled it with a darker gloom;”-- - - - _John Bell of Tennessee_: Air, “Auld Lang Syne.” (R. B. B. 13.) - - “There is a man of noble heart - In Tennessee does dwell,”-- - - - _John Brown’s Entrance Into Hell_: C. T. A., printer. - Baltimore, March, 1863. (R. B. B. 10.) - - “And now O! John on earth oppressed, - You are with us a welcome guest,”-- - - - _John Bull Turned Quaker_: By M. W. Burwell. (S. L. M. April, - ’63.) - - “I’m much surprised to hear it, John, - I am, upon my life,”-- - - - _John Merryman_: Air, “Old Dan Tucker.” (R. B. B. 64.) - - “John Merryman, the Marylander - Would not stoop to Lincoln’s pander,”-- - - - _John Morgan’s Credentials_: (E. V. M.) - - “John Morgan’s credentials-- - The very essentials,”-- - - - _John Morgan’s Grave_: April 6, 1865. (W. L.) - - “Beneath the sward in old Virginia - Where the willow sheds its dew,”-- - - - _John Pegram_: Fell at the head of his Division, Feb. 6, 1865, - aged 33: by W. Gordon M’Cabe. (E. V. M.) - - “What shall we say now of our gentle knight, - Or how express the measure of our woe,”-- - - - _John Pelham_: By James R. Randall. Kelley’s Ford, March 17, - 1863. (E. V. M.) - - “Just as the spring came laughing through the strife, - With all its gorgeous cheer,”-- - - - _Johnny B. Magruder_: By a Texian. (Alsb.) - - “Come listen to my lay, of a man who came this way, - You may never see a bolder, or a ruder;”-- - - - _Johnson’s Island_: By Lieutenant E. A. Holmes of Va. (Sunny.) - - “Oh, who has not heard of that isle in Lake Erie, - So guarded today--so unheeded before,”-- - - - _Joseph Bowers_: (Alsb.) - - “My name it is Joe Bowers; I’ve got a brother Ike, - I come from old Missouri; yes, all the way from Pike:”-- - - - _Joy, My Kentucky!_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Joy, my Kentucky, thy night turns to morning, - Eager thou risest at Liberty’s dawning;”-- - - - _Just Before the Battle, Mother_: To “Phoby Stubbs,” A. D., - 1864. (C. C.) - - “Just before the battle, Mother-- - I was drinking mountain dew”-- - - - _Justice Is Our Panoply_: By De G. (R. R.) - - “We’re free from Yankee despots, - We’ve left the foul mud-sills.”-- - - - _Keep Me Awake, Mother_: Ballad: words by Mrs. Stratton: music - by Joseph Hart Denck. (R. B. M., 1863.) - - “Forward, oh forward! time stays not his flight. - I’m older and sadder and wiser tonight;”-- - - - _Kentuckians, To Arms!_: Louisville, Ky., 1861. (R. B. B. 52.) - - “Kentuckians, arise! - You have lain too long in a stupor deep;”-- - - - _Kentucky_: By Estelle. (R. R.) - - “Then, leave us not, Kentucky boys, - Though thick upon thy border,”-- - - - _Kentucky, April, 1861_: By Aletheia. (W. L.) - - “It is time for action, not ‘for memory and tears,’ - Then hush this childish wailing and banish craven fears.”-- - - - _Kentucky, My Mother_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Kentucky, my mother, - I lay my heart on thee!”-- - - - _The Kentucky Partisan_: By Paul H. Hayne. Charleston, March - 29, 1862. S. L. M., April, 1862. (E. V. M.) - - “Hath the wily Swamp Fox - Come again to earth?”-- - - - _Kentucky Required to Yield Her Arms_: By ---- Boone. (W. G. S. - from the Richmond _Dispatch_.) - - “Ho! will the despot trifle - In dwellings of the free”-- - - - _Kentucky, She Is Sold_: By J. H. Barrick, of Kentucky. (W. G. - S.) - - “A tear for ‘the dark and bloody ground,’ - For the land of hills and caves”-- - - - _Kentucky to the Rescue_: Air, “I’ve Something Sweet to Tell - You:” by Kentucky. June 7, 1862. (S. O. S.) - - “Kentucky to the rescue, - For we are needed now;”-- - - - _Kentucky Woman’s Song of the Shirt_: Air, “The Dumb Wife:” by - Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “We work for brave and true - ’Tis but little we can do,”-- - - - _Kentucky’s Motto_: On Her Seal: by Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “‘United We Stand, Divided We Fall’ - Rally, Corncrackers! Kentucky doth call”-- - - - _Killed--Wounded--Missing_: (E. V. M. ’69.) - - “’Tis midnight on the battle field - The dark field of the dead,”-- - - - _King Cotton_: (S. L. M. Editor’s Table. April ’63.) - - “Yes, Cotton is King, but I oftentimes fear - The King he resembles is possibly--Lear”-- - - - _King Cotton_: (R. B. B. 52.) - - “Old Cotton is King, boys, ha! ha! - With his locks so massive and white;”-- - - - _King Scare_: New Orleans, Oct. 16, 1861: (R. R.) - - “The monarch that reigns in the warlike North - Ain’t Lincoln at all, I ween,”-- - - - _Kiss Me Before I Die, Mother_: (J. M. S.) - - “Kiss me before I die, Mother, oh press thy lips to mine, - And twine thy loved arms around me, e’er life’s bright day decline,”-- - - - _The Knell Shall Sound Once More_: (W. G. S., from the - Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “I know that the knell shall sound once more, - And the dirge be sung o’er a bloody grave,”-- - - - _Knitting For the Soldiers_: By Mary J. Upshur. Norfolk, Va., - Oct. 8, 1861. (Fag.) - - “Knitting for the soldiers, - How the needles fly!”-- - - - _Lady Caroline’s Tea Party_: By Hermine. (Bohemian from New - Orleans _Catholic Standard_.) - - “Long years ago he wooed her--she was shy of being won-- - Sure upon haughtier maiden ne’er shone the golden sun:”-- - - - _The Lament_: By a Missourian. (W. L.) - - “Where is the flag that once floated so proudly? - Where the bright arms that once rang out so loudly?”-- - - - _Land of King Cotton_: Air, “Red, White and Blue:” by J. - Augustine Signaigo. This was the favorite song of the Tennessee - troops, but especially of the 13th and 154th Regiments. (W. G. - S. from the Memphis _Appeal_, Dec. 18, 1861.) - - “Oh! Dixie the land of King Cotton, - The home of the brave and the free,”-- - - - _The Land of Texas_: Air, “Dixie:” by M. B. Smith, Company C., - 2nd Regiment Texas Volunteers. (Alsb.) - - “Texas is the land for me; - On a winter morning the wind blows free;”-- - - - _Land of the South!_ Air, “Happy Land.” (R. B. B. 53.) - - “Land of the South! - Whate’er my fate in life may be,”-- - - - _Land of the South_: Air, “Friend of My Soul:” by R. F. - Leonard. (R. R. from the Mobile _Evening News_.) - - “Land of the South! the fairest land - Beneath Columbia’s sky!”-- - - - _Land of Washington_: Air, “Annie Laurie.” (Cav.) - - “Virginia’s sons are valiant, - Our courage none deny,”-- - - - _The Last Martial Button_: By a Marylander, a staff officer of - Stonewall Jackson’s Command. (C. C.) - - “’Tis the last martial button left drooping alone, - All its honored companions are cut off and gone”-- - - - _Last Night at Fort Donelson_: Inscribed to Colonel Charles - Johnson, of General Buckner’s Staff: by Kentucky. March 8, - 1862. (S. O. S.) - - “Night falleth, grieve, on the exhausted men - Who’ve won three battles in four days:”-- - - - _The Last of Earth_: A Prison Scene: by Colonel W. S. Hawkins. - (S. S.) - - “Last night a comrade sent in haste - For me to soothe his fearful pain,”-- - - - _Last Race of the Rail-Splitter_: (R. B. B. 54.) - - “When Xerxes and when Cyrus led, - When Bonaparte and Washington,”-- - - - _The Last Request_: Lines found on the body of a S. C. - Volunteer, killed at the Battle of Drainsville, 20 Dec., ’61, - and sold by the Federal soldier who rifled the dead body to a - Southern sympathiser. (S. B. P.) - - “Oh! carry me back to my own loved Carolina shore; - If on the battle field I fall, oh! take me home once more.”-- - - - _Last Request of Henry C. Magruder_: Louisville, Oct. 20, 1865. - (E. V. M.) - - “O! wrap me not, when I am dead, - In the ghastly winding sheet,”-- - - - _Lays of the Corn Exchange_: Number 1. (West. Res.) - - “Secession triumphant! then each Rebel Imp - Shall rue it, or I’m not a government pimp.”-- - - - _The Lay of the Disgusted Yankee_: On Hearing the News from - Vicksburg. Dedicated to General B. F. Butler: by S. P. E. (Mr. - Samuel’s Scrapbook, Ridgway.) - - “In these modern days of liberty as by Abe & Co. defined, - It’s becoming rather dangerous to even have a mind,”-- - - - _Leave It. Ah, No! The Land Is Ours_: By Mrs. Mary J. Young. - (Alsb.) - - “Leave it, ah no! the land is our own, - Though the flag that we loved is now furled!”-- - - - _Lee_: Sonnet: by A. J. Requier. (S. L. M., Nov. and Dec., ’63. - Editor’s Table, from the _Magnolia Weekly_.) - - “First of a race of heroes, whom the Fates-- - Wielding the wonders of an Iron age,”-- - - - _Lee at the Wilderness_: By Miss Mollie E. Moore. (Alsb.) - - “’Twas a terrible moment! - The blood and the rout!”-- - - - _Lee to the Rear_: By John R. Thompson. (E. V. M. from the - _Crescent Monthly_.) - - “Dawn of a pleasant morning in May - Broke through the Wilderness cool and gray,”-- - - - _The Legion of Honor_: By H. L. Flash. (W. G. S.) - - “Why are we forever speaking, - Of the warriors of old,”-- - - - _Leonidas Polk, Priest and Warrior_: By E. C. McCarthy. (Sunny.) - - “We hear a solemn saddening sound-- - A mournful knell,”-- - - - _Let Him Be Free_: A. D., 1865. (C. C.) - - “Let him be free--his prison bars - Are shadows on our fame”-- - - - _Let Me Kiss Him For His Mother_: By J. P. Ordway. (L. & L.) - - “Let me kiss him for his mother, - Let me kiss his dear youthful brow,”-- - - - _Let the Bugle Blow!_ By W. Gilmore Simms. (Bohemian.) - - “Let the bugle blow along the mountains! - Shrilly blow! shrilly blow!”-- - - - _Let the Drum’s Deep Tones_: By G. B. S., Cottage Home. (W. L.) - - “Let the drum’s deep tones be muffled - Put the bugle far away,”-- - - - _Let Us Cross Over the River and Rest Under the Shade of the - Trees_: By James. (E. V. M.) - - “‘Over the river,’ a voice meekly said, - Whose clarion tones had thousands obeyed,”-- - - - _Letter_: (Amaranth from the _Maryland Mail Bag_, 1863.) - - “What! clasp your red hands and with brotherly trust - Give our faith to the cheat you called Union, before?”-- - - - _Liberty or Death_: Same as _Southern Song of Liberty_. (R. B. - B., 54): - - “On! on! to the just and glorious strife - With your swords your freedom shielding;”-- - - - _Liberty or Death_: By Lutha Fontelle. (S. L. M., June, ’62.) - - “Fair Liberty, the peerless high-born maid - Nursed in Olympus sacred, classic shade,”-- - - - _The Liberty Tree_: (West. Res.) - - “In the clearest of light from the regions of day, - The Goddess of Liberty came,”-- - - - _Life in Prison_: Air, “Louisiana Lowlands:” by Captain T. F. - Roche, C. S. A. Fort Delaware, 1865. (Roche.) - - “Come listen to my ditty, it will while away a minute, - And if I didn’t think so I never would begin it,”-- - - - _A Life on the Vicksburg Hills_: Air, “A Life on the Ocean - Wave.” Vicksburg Song. (Alsb.) - - “A life on the Vicksburg hills, a home in the trenches deep, - A dodge from the Yankee shells, and the old pea bread won’t keep.”-- - - - _Lilies of the Valley_: Inscribed to the friends who sent them: - by Rosa Vertner Jeffrey. Rochester, May, 1864. (E. V. M.) - - “Lady,--the fairy blossoms you have culled for me today, - Modest, dainty vestal lilies, clustering on the path of May,”-- - - - _Lincoln Going to Canaan_: (Hopkins.) - - “At Pensacola Landing the South has made a standing, - To resist an invasion they’re preparing,”-- - - - _Lincoln On a Raid_: Air, “Sitting on a Rail.” (R. R. B., 60.) - - “Come all you fellows that love a joke, - And fun at each other love to poke,”-- - - - _Lincoln’s Inaugural Address_: By A Southern Rights Man. (R. R. - from the Baltimore _Republican_, Baltimore, April 23, 1861.) - - “I come at the people’s mad-jority call, - To open the North’s quaternary ball,”-- - - - _Lincoln’s Royal Reception_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “First Caesar came, and bowed the knee to one - Who reigns in Washington:”-- - - - _Lines_: (E. V. M.) - - “He lay among the dying, and the battle raged near by, - Upon the moist sod lying he was left to bleed and die,”-- - - - _Lines_: By Florence Anderson. (E. V. M.) - - “They fell on the march, while Hope was bright, - Before the clouds of Disaster’s fright,”-- - - - _Lines_: By Cyrille Merle, Columbia, 1863. (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “‘I am the resurrection,’ - Read the priest in solemn tone,”-- - - - _Lines After Defeat_: By Paul H. Hayne. (S. S. from the - Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “We have suffered defeat, as the bravest may suffer; - Shall we leave unavenged our dead comrades’ gore?”-- - - - _The Lines Around Petersburg_: By Samuel Davis, of N. C. (W. G. - S.) - - “Oh, silence, silence! now when night is near, - And I am left alone,”-- - - - _Lines by a Volunteer_: (Im.) - - “Do not think that the volunteer selfishly pines - At the hardships that fall to his share;”-- - - - _Lines, General Otho F. Strahl_: By F. (Amaranth.) - - “Amid a scene of carnage, - Where the dead and wounded lay,”-- - - - _Lines on Captain Beall_: By Colonel Hawkins, C. S. A. (E. V. - M.) - - “Make not my grave in the valley yet, - ’Neath the sod of an alien let it be,”-- - - - _Lines on the Death of Annie Carter Lee_, daughter of General - Robert E. Lee, C. S. A.: died at Jones’ Springs, Warren County, - N. C., October 20, 1862: by Tenella. [Mrs. M. B. Clarke, of N. - C.] (S. L. M., Editor’s Table, November and December, 1862.) - (E. V. M.) - - _Lines on the Death of Colonel B. F. Terry_: By J. R. Barrick. - Glasgow, Ky. Dec. 18, 1861. (E. V. M.) - - “There is a wail - As if the voice of sadness long and deep,”-- - - - _Lines on the Death of Lieutenant General T. J. Jackson, C. S. - A._: (R. B. B. 51.) - - “Cold is his brow, and the dew of the evening - Hangs damp o’er that form so noble and brave”-- - - - _Lines On the Death of Lieutenant John B. Bowles_: By Florence - Anderson. (W. L.) - - “Never again! ah, never again - Shall he march proudly o’er the plain,”-- - - - _Lines On the Death of Major General E. Van Dorn, C. S. A._: - (R. B. B. 113.) - - “The bold and noble Earle van Dorn - The good old Southern brave,”-- - - - _Lines On the Death of Major H. S. McConnell_: (Im.) - - “In thy young manhood thou art slain, - Shot! dead! it must be so;”-- - - - _Lines On the Death of Major Hall S. McConnell_: By Mattie - Lewis. (Im.) - - “He has fallen, the patriot, brother and son, - The pride of his comrades. He who to victory led on,”-- - - - _Lines On the Death of Stonewall Jackson_: Philadelphia, May, - 1863. (E. V. M.) - - “The city stirs this morn; - From careless or from eager lips there flits,”-- - - - _Lines On the Death of the Confederate General Albert Sidney - Johnston, of Kentucky_, who fell at the battle of Shiloh, - Miss., Sunday, April 6, 1862. (R. B. B. 51.) - - “Thou art gone to thy rest - Thou brave fearless soldier,”-- - - - _Lines On the Death of W. H. H. Parry_, who died at Gloucester - Point, Sept. 19, 1861: by Mary. (S. L. M., Editor’s Table, - Dec., ’61.) - - “The cannon may roar but he hears not the sound, - For he ‘sleeps his last sleep’ in the cold damp ground:”-- - - - _Lines On the Presentation of a Confederate Flag_: (W. L.) - - “Our banner hidden from the light of day, - Where tyrant minions hold a despot sway,”-- - - - _Lines On the Proclamation--Issued by the Tyrant Lincoln_, - April First, 1863: by a Rebel. (R. B. B. 54.) - - “We have read the tyrant’s order, - And the signet to the rule,”-- - - - _Lines Sacred to the Memory of Captain Henry C. Gorrell, of - Greensborough, N. C._, of the 2nd N. C. Regiment, who fell in - an attack which he led against the Federal Batteries in the - battle of Fair Oaks, June 14, 1862. May He Rest in Peace: by a - Friend of the Cause. (R. B. B. 34.) - - “They laid him away in the cold damp ground - On the banks of a Southern stream.”-- - - - _Lines Suggested By the Death of Dr. Kane_: For the Baltimore - _American_. (B. C. L., Ledger 1411.) - - “Forever gone, thou glorious chief, - Not of embattled hosts the head,”-- - - - _Lines To A Confederate Flag_: By F. H. Hotel du Louvre, Nov. - 21, 1863. (E. V. M. ’69.) - - “Dear Flag of my country! all hail to thy bars! - All hail to thine azure field, circled with stars!”-- - - - _Lines To General N. B. Forrest_: By Rosalie Miller, - Montgomery, Ala., July, 1864. (Amaranth.) - - “Brave Forrest, like a storm-king sweeps - O’er the vile invaders’ path;”-- - - - _Lines To Lee_: Written at the time of Hooker’s invasion: by - Mrs. C. A. Warfield, of Kentucky. (E. V. M.) - - “They are pouring down upon you, - Gallant Lee,”-- - - - _Lines To the Southern Banner_: (R. R.) - - “Dear flag! that wooes the morning air - That floats upon the midnight breeze,”-- - - - _Lines To the Tyrant_: By Henry C. Alexander. S. L. M., Dec., - 1861: (Bohemian.) - - “The legion is armed for the battle, - The charger is hot for the fray,”-- - - - _Lines Written During These Gloomy Times, To Him Who Despairs_: - By Professor J. H. Hewitt. Spoken at the Richmond “Varieties”: - by Mr. Ogden, Wednesday night, May 7, 1862. (E. V. M.) - - “Though our roofs be on fire, though our rivers run blood, - Though their flag’s on the hill, on the plain, on the flood,”-- - - - _Lines Written in Fort Warren_: By a Captive. S. L. M. Editor’s - Table, Jan., 1862. (R. R.) - - “See ye not that the day is breaking, - Freemen from their slumbers waking,”-- - - - _Lines Written in Fort Warren_: By G. W. B. Fort Warren, Sept. - 3, 1862. (E. V. M.) - - “Wild flowers gathered from the hills - Sunlit clouds on evening sky”-- - - - _Lines Written July 15, 1865_, the day the Confederate soldiers - in N. C. were ordered to take off their uniforms: by A. L. D. - Raleigh, N. C. (E. V. M.) - - “Let others sing of conquerors great, - Far famed in minstrel story,”-- - - - _Lines Written on Receiving Some Pressed Leaves and Flowers - From Home_: By Jay W. Bee, P. A. C. S. Johnson’s Island, Ohio, - Oct., ’64. (W. L.) - - “Bright leaves and flowers from Vernon’s bowers, - Ye call to mind home memories sweet,”-- - - - _Listening_: By Lieutenant E. C. McCarthy: (Sunny.) - - “Under the evening shadows, - Ere the long day was done,”-- - - - _A Litany for 1861_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “O God, our God, in this our hour of dark - And bitter dread, we flee to Thee.”-- - - - _Little Footsteps_: By Mary J. Upshur of Norfolk, Va. (E. V. M.) - - “I sit in the summer moonlight, - And watched the flecked floor,”-- - - - _Little Giffen_: By Francis O. Ticknor. (C. S. B.) - - “Out of the focal and foremost fire, - Out of the hospital walls as dire,”-- - - - _Little Sogers_: (R. B. B. 56.) - - “What’s the matter, little sogers, - Why run up and down the land,”-- - - - _The Little White Glove_: By Paul H. Hayne of S. C. (Amaranth - from the _Southern Illustrated News_.) - - “The early Springtime faintly flushed the earth, - And in the woods, and by their favorite stream,”-- - - - _Living and Dying_: By Major George McKnight (“Asa Hartz”). - (Sunny.) - - “I would not die on the battle field, - Where the missiles are flying wild;”-- - - - _The London Times Courier_: A Ballad, not by Campbell: by P. H. - D. (P. & P. B. from the New Orleans _Picayune_.) - - “A horseman from Manassas bound - Cries, ‘Soldier, noble soldier’”-- - - - _The Lonely Grave_: By Mrs. C. A. Ball. Charleston, June 7. (E. - V. M.) - - “In a sheltered nook on Potomac’s shore, - Where the earth is crimsoned with Southern gore,”-- - - - _The Lone Sentry_: By James R. Randall. (S. S.) - - “’Twas as the dying of the day, - The darkness grew so still;”-- - - - _Lone Star Banner of the Free_: Air, “Rule Britannia:” by Major - E. W. Cave. (Alsb.) - - “When first from out a sky of gloom - The Lone Star lit a nation’s way,”-- - - - _The Lone Star Camp Song_: As sung by Joe Cook, the American - Comedian. Published in Baltimore, 19 April, 1861. (R. B. B. 59.) - - “Our rifles are ready, and ready are we, - Neither fear, care, nor sorrow in this Company,”-- - - - _The Lone Star Flag_: On the Secession of Texas: by H. L. - Flash. (Bohemian.) - - “Up with the Lone Star banner! - Its hues are still as bright,”-- - - - _Lone Texas Star_: Air, “American Star:” by M. B. Smith. (Alsb.) - - “Come, all ye brave Texians! your country is calling, - Come, take up your arms, and let’s hasten away!”-- - - - _Louisiana_: (E. V. M.) - - “Ho! Louisiana - There is no clime like thine,”-- - - - _Louisiana_: A Patriotic Ode. (R. B. B. 59.) - - “Louisiana! dear Pelican mother, arise - Seize the lightnings that ’lumine the vault of the skies,”-- - - - _Loved and Lost_: By Colonel B. H. Jones. (Sunny.) - - “I have a rose--a faded rose, - Sweeter than many a fairer flower;”-- - - - _Love Letter_: By Major L. G. Levy. (Sunny.) - - “I promised once to write thee, and I write: - What can I tell thee, dear, thou dost not know?”-- - - - _Major General S. B. Buckner’s Chivalry: An Imagination_: Air, - “Allen Percy.” By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “A Southern woman bowed in weeping, stood, - Amid a crowd, unfeeling, selfish, rude,”-- - - - _Manassas_: By A Rebel, Hanover Co., Va., July 30, 1861. (R. R.) - - “Upon our country’s border lay - Holding the ruthless foe at bay,”-- - - - _Manassas_: By Mrs. C. A. Warfield, July 1861. (E. V. M.) - - “They have met at last, as storm clouds - Meet in heaven,”-- - - - _Manassas Races_: Popular Newspaper Version. (W. L.) - - “The mighty army of the North is whipped. And its remains - Are scattered in confusion o’er Virginia’s sandy plains,”-- - - - _Manassas, 21 July, 1861_: By Mrs. Mary S. Whitaker. (S. L. M. - August, 1861, from the Richmond Despatch, August 12, 1861.) - - “Brightly gleamed the dazzling summer sky, - Wide waved the forests vast and green,”-- - - - _Mansfield Run_: (Alsb.) - - “Come, good folks, and listen to a ditty - Of the year sixty-four:”-- - - - _The March_: By John W. Overall. (R. R.) - - “Tramp, tramp, tramp, tramp! - Go the Southern braves to battle,”-- - - - _The March of the Maryland Men_: (R. B. B.) - - “There’s many a son of old Maryland’s soil - In the South who have rushed to the field:”-- - - - _March of the Southern Men_: Air, To an old Scotch Air: printed - by Geo. Dunn & Co., Richmond, Va. (R. B. M. 1863.) - - “There are many brave men in this Southern land - Who have hurried away to the field,”-- - - - _The March of the Spoiler_: (Amaranth.) - - “One by one the leaves are shaken - From the tree”-- - - - _March on! Carolinians, March on!_ By Mrs. Farley, Louisville, - Nov. 20, 1861. (E. V. M.) - - “March on, Carolinians; our hearts leap so high - When the young and devoted so martyr-like die;”-- - - - _Marching to Death_: By J. Herbert Sass, South Carolina, 1862. - (W. G. S.) - - “The last farewells are breathed by loving lips, - The last fond prayer for darling ones is said,”-- - - - _The Marseilles Hymn--Translated and Adapted as an Ode_: By E. - F. Porter of Alabama. (R. R. from the Nashville _Gazette_.) - - “Sons of the South, arise! awake! be free! - Behold! the day of Southern glory comes,”-- - - - _The Martyr of Alexandria_: By James W. Simms, Indianola, - Texas. (Bohemian, from the New Orleans _Crescent_.) - - “Revealed as in a lightning flash, - A hero stood!”-- - - - _Martyrs of Texas_: Air, “He’s Gone from the Mountain.” By Col. - H. Washington. (Alsb.) - - “They’ve gone from the prairies; its groves and wild flowers, - They’ve gone from the forest--its wild tangled bowers;”-- - - - _The Martyrs of the South_: By A. B. Meek, Alabama. (Sunny.) - - “Oh, weep not for the gallant hearts - Who fell in battle’s day;”-- - - - _Maryland!_ (B. C. L. Ledger 1411.) - - “Maryland, Maryland! - Stainless in story”-- - - - _Maryland_: By Rev. John C. McCabe, D.D. (Late of Md., Chaplain - C. S. A.) November, 1861. (S. L. M.) - - “Up, men of Maryland nor sleep, - While foemen bind your limbs in chains,”-- - - - _Maryland: A Fragment_: (R. B. B. 73.) - - “Refreshed in wonted might - By the passing hours of night,”-- - - - _Maryland In Chains_: By Mrs. O. K. Whitaker, South Carolina. - (R. B. B. 73 from the Richmond _Examiner_, May 14, 1861.) - - “Oh vain is the splendor of blue-curtained skies, - The pomp of tall forests that round one arise:”-- - - - _Maryland in Fetters!_ (R. B. B. 82.) - - “How beautiful in tears! - Dear noble state:”-- - - - _The Maryland Line_: By J. D. McCabe, Jr. (W. G. S.) - - “By old Potomac’s rushing tide, - Our bayonets are gleaming,”-- - - - _Maryland, Lost Maryland_: (S. L. M., January, ’63, Ed.’s Table - from the Raleigh _Standard_.) - - “The despot’s heel thou dost adore, - Maryland, fie! Maryland,”-- - - - _The Maryland Martyrs_: (R. B. B. 79.) - - “They bore them to a gloomy cell, - And barred them from the light,”-- - - - _Maryland, Our Mother: Written at the Request of Many Exiled - Marylanders_: By Rev. John Collins McCabe, D.D. Richmond, Va., - November 24, 1861. (S. L. M., Dec. 1861.) - - “O Maryland, dear Maryland! our hearts still turn to thee! - We often, weeping, ask and say ‘when, when wilt thou be free?’”-- - - - _Maryland, My Home_: By Louis Bonsal. (R. B. B.) - - “Sweet Maryland, thy groves are green, - And sparkling as thy rills,”-- - - - _Maryland, My Home_: (R. B. B.) - - “Come listen while I sing to you, - Of Maryland, my Maryland,”-- - - - _Maryland: Zouaves’ Own_: Respectfully dedicated to the 1st - regiment Maryland Zouaves by their friend G. W. Alexander, - Adjutant of the regiment. (R. B. B.) - - “We are bound all hands for the land of cotton, - Old seventy-six is not forgotten,”-- - - - _The Marylander at Manassas: A Fact_: By N. G. R. [Dr. N. G. - Ridgely.] Baltimore, December 16, 1861. (R. B. B. 64.) - - “Dusty and weary I laid me down - To take my rest on the blood-wet ground”-- - - - _The Marylander’s Good-Bye_: Air, “The White Rose:” by B. (R. - B. B.) - - “Adieu! Adieu! dear Maryland, - I arm at freedom’s call”-- - - - _Maryland’s Appeal_: Air, “The Harp That Once Through Tara’s - Halls.” (R. B. B. 84.) - - “Oh Maryland, enslaved, opprest, - Insulted in thy woes,”-- - - - _Maryland’s Lament for Jackson_: By Baltimore, June, 1863. (R. - B. B.) - - “Gone from us--gone from us, - Hero and friend;”-- - - - _The Massachusetts Regiments_: A Prose, not a prize poem, - dedicated (without permission) to the “Mutual Admiration - Society” of the Modern Athens, of which the Atlantic Monthly is - at once the trumpet and organ. By Oats, of Virginia. (S. L. M., - June 1861.) - - “Here they come! Here they come, to the roll of the drum, - Zigzag tagrag, bobtail, hobnail, all in martial array,”-- - - - _Maxcy Gregg_: By C. G. P. (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “Long have I lingered by the lovely mount, - Where our great hero lies,”-- - - - _Major Brown_: Air, “Rosseau’s Dream.” (R. B. B. 68.) - - “Gather round all friends and neighbors, - Citizens of this good town,”-- - - - _McClellan’s Soliloquy_: By a Daughter of Georgia. (P. & P. B. - from the Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “Advance or not advance, that is the question - Whether ’tis better in the mind to suffer,”-- - - - _Melt the Bells_: By F. V. Rocket, in the Memphis _Appeal_. (W. - G. S.) - - “Melt the bells, melt the bells, - Still the tinkling on the plains,”-- - - - _The Men_: By Maurice Bell. (W. G. S.) - - “In the dusk of the forest shade, - A sallow and dusty group reclined,”-- - - - _Men in Lace and Braid_: By An Old Maid. (C. C.) - - “Standing on the corner - Decked in braid and lace,”-- - - - _Men of the South!_ By G. B. J. (S. L. M., May, 1861.) - - “Awake ye, awake, Freedom’s band! - See ye not the flaming brand,”-- - - - _The Merrimac_: By Paul H. Hayne. (Bohemian from the Charleston - _Courier_.) - - “We listened to the thunder - Of her mighty guns for hours,”-- - - - _The Merry Little Soldier_: John Hopkins, Printer. New Levee - St., 4th D. (Wash’n. 123.) - - “I’m a merry little soldier, - Fearing neither wound nor scar,”-- - - - _The Midnight Ride_: By William Shepardson. (Bohemian.) - - “I ride the cold and dark night through - No moon or stars to point the way,”-- - - - _Minding the Gap_: By Mollie E. Moore. (E. V. M., from the - Houston _Telegraph_.) - - “There is a radiant beauty on the hills, - The year before us walks with added bloom,”-- - - - _The Minstrel and the Queen_: By Col. W. S. Hawkins. (Sunny.) - - “I think of the pleasures that once were mine, - In the beautiful days that shall be no more,”-- - - - _Missing_: (W. G. S.) - - “In the cool sweet hush of a wooded nook, - Where the May buds sprinkle the green old mound,”-- - - - _Missing_: By Mrs. F. A. Moore. (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “Not among the suffering wounded; - Not among the peaceful dead;”-- - - - _Missouri Massacre_: (S. L. M., Jan. ’63.) - - “He heard the children’s plaintive wrath, - He heard the wife, with frantic cry,”-- - - - _Missouri, Or A Voice from the South_: By Harry Macarthy. - (Alsb.) - - “Missouri, Missouri! bright land of the West, - Where the way-worn emigrant always found rest;”-- - - - _A Modern Knight-Errant_: By Kentucky, September, 1861. (S. O. - S.) - - “This morn a little blackamoor - Brought me a funny thing, she said;”-- - - - _Monody on Jackson_: By The Exile. (S. S.) - - “Ay, toll! toll! toll! - Toll the funeral bell!”-- - - - _Monody on Major W. L. Thornton_: By Col. C. G. Forsbey. (Alsb.) - - “Toll, toll, for the gallant Thornton! give sighs for the noble dead! - Let tears but flow, like the torrent of life for his country shed,”-- - - - _Moral of Party: Sonnet_: By W. G. Simms. S. L. M., February - and March, 1862. (W. G. S. from the Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “The moral of a party, if it be - That healthy States need parties, lies in this,”-- - - - _Morgan’s Cavalry and The Girls_: Air, “Coming through the - Rye.” By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “If brave Southron meet our Morgan - Coming through Kentuck,”-- - - - _Morgan’s War Song_: (Alsb.) - - “Cheer, boys, cheer! we’ll march away to battle, - Cheer, boys, cheer! for our sweethearts and our wives,”-- - - - _Morgans War Song_: By General B. W. Duke, C. S. A. Knoxville, - Tenn., July 4, 1862. (W. L.) - - “Ye sons of the South, take your weapons in hand, - For the foot of the foe hath insulted your land!”-- - - - _Morris Island_: By W. Gilmore Simms. (W. G. S.) - - “Oh! from the deeds well done, the blood well shed - In a good cause springs up to crown the land,”-- - - - _Mosby and His Men_: By Phoenix. Selma, Alabama. October 31, - 1866. (C. C.) - - “When the historic muse shall seek - The themes of future song,”-- - - - _Mother Is the Battle Over: Ballad_: Arranged by Jos. Hart - Denck. (R. B. M.) - - “Mother is the battle over? - Thousands have been slain, they say,”-- - - - _Mother Lincoln’s Melodies_: S. L. M., Ed. Table, July and - August, 1862. (S. S. B.) - - “Little Be-Pope - He lost his hope,”-- - - - _The Mother of the Soldier Boy_: (Lee.) - - “Why daily goes yon matron forth, - As ’twere to trace the dead?”-- - - - _A Mother to Her Son in Prison_: Written in the rail car to - beguile the time on her way to visit him. By H. W. B., January, - 1865. (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “Shine, silver moon, o’er land and water, - Shine o’er valley, plain and hill;”-- - - - _The Mother to her Son in the Trenches at Petersburg_: By W. D. - Porter. (E. V. M.) - - “The winter night is dark and still - The winter rains the trenches fill,”-- - - - _Mother Would Comfort Me_: (C. C.) - - “Wounded and sorrowful, far from my home, - Sick, among strangers, uncared for, unknown,”-- - - - _The Mother’s Farewell_: Air, “Jeannette and Jeanot.” (J. M. S.) - - “You are going to leave me, darling, - Your country’s foes to fight;”-- - - - _A Mother’s Prayer_: (E. V. M.) - - “Father, in the battle fray - Shelter his dear head, I pray!”-- - - - _A Mother’s Prayer_: By Mrs. Margaret Piggott. Baltimore, - Friday Night, April 19th, 1861. (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “God of Nations, God of Might, - In the stillness of the night,”-- - - - _The Mother’s Trust_: By Mrs. G. A. H. McLeod. (S. S.) - - “Far away are our beloved, - Where resounds the battle cry;”-- - - - _Mumford, the Martyr of New Orleans_: By Ina M. Porter, of - Alabama. (W. G. S.) - - “Where murdered Mumford lies - Bewailed in bitter sighs,”-- - - - _Munson’s Hill_: Air, “Call me Pet Names.” (R. B. B., 88.) - - “Oh call us hard names, call us mere tools - In the hands of the North, to be made such fools,”-- - - - _Music in Camp_: By John R. Thompson. (C. S. B., from the - Louisville _Journal_.) - - “Two armies covered hill and plain, - Where Rappahannock’s waters,”-- - - - _My Dream_: By L. F. East Baton Rouge, November 7, 1861. (R. R.) - - “Lo! in my dream I saw the dove - Just hovering o’er the troubled sea,”-- - - - _My Father_: By Brig. General Henry R. Jackson. (E. V. M.) - - “As die the embers on the hearth - And o’er the hearth the shadows fall,”-- - - - _My Friend: To Infedelia_: By Colonel W. S. Hawkins, C. S. A. - prisoner of war at Camp Chase, December 1861. (C. C.) - - “Your letter came, but came too late, - For Heaven had claimed its own,”-- - - - _My God, What is All This For?_ Air, “Rosseau’s Dream.” (R. B. - B.) - - “Oh my God! what vengeful madness, - Brother against brother rise:”-- - - - _My Little Volunteer_: By Joe Brentwood. (Im.) - - “Say, have you seen my Harry, my little volunteer? - As fine a lad as ever lived upon the Tennessee:”-- - - - _My Love_: By F. B. Dalton, May 6, 1864. (W. F.) - - “My love is the fairest, - The sweetest, the dearest,”-- - - - _My Maryland_: By James R. Randall. Written at Point Coupee, - La. April 26, 1861. First published in the New Orleans _Delta_. - (W. G. S.) - - “The despot’s heel is on thy shore, Maryland! - His torch is at thy temple door, Maryland!”-- - - - _My Mother Church_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “My Mother Church, on thee I call! - Although my home in ruins fall,”-- - - - _My Mother-Land_: By Paul H. Hayne. (W. G. S.) - - “My Mother-land! thou wert the first to fling - Thy virgin flag of freedom to the breeze,”-- - - - _My Native Land_: December, 1864. (W. L.) - - “Where is my Native Land? - Not on Kentucky’s conquered soil,”-- - - - _My Native Land_: (Randolph.) - - “Land of the South! imperial land! - How proud thy mountain’s rise:”-- - - - _My Noble Warrior, Come!_ Air, “The Rock Beside the Sea.” By - Mrs. Col. C. G. Forshey. (Alsb.) - - “O, tell me not that earth is fair, that spring is in its bloom, - While young hearts, hourly, everywhere, met such untimely doom,”-- - - - _My Only Boy_: By Ellen A. Moriarty. (Bohemian.) - - “O, let me weep! who would not weep? - He was my only boy;”-- - - - _My Order_: By W. Gordon McCabe: Richmond, Va. First published - in S. L. M., May, 1863, “Chats Over My Pipe.” (E. V. M.) - - “This flower has set me adreaming, - Of the future for you and for me,”-- - - - _My Prison Drear_: By Lieut. D. T. Walker, of Mississippi. - (Sunny.) - - “Alas, how slow the moments go, - As fettered on this friendless Isle;”-- - - - _My Soldier_: Monday night, April 14th, 1862. (S. L. M., Ed. - Table, April, ’62) - - “Is my darling sadly dreaming, - On his lonely watch tonight,”-- - - - _My Soldier Boy_: By T. E. Grayson, near Benton, Mississippi, - October 1861. (Im.) - - “I am dreaming ever dreaming of a silver sanded shore, - Where the blue waves softly murmur as they roll forevermore”-- - - - _My Soldier Boy_: By W. D. Porter, Charleston, South Carolina. - (Amaranth.) - - “The winter night is dark and chill, - The winter rains the trenches fill;”-- - - - _My Southern Home (Psalm CXXVII)_: By Col. B. H. Jones. - Johnson’s Island, September, 1864. (Sunny.) - - “If Judean captives sat and wept, by Babel’s rivers sides, - As memories of Zion far came flowing as the tides;”-- - - - _My Southern Land_: Dedicated to the Widow of Stonewall - Jackson. Air, “My Maryland.” By Mrs. Mary L. Wilson, of San - Antonio. (Alsb.) - - “On the crimson battle field, - Southern land, my Southern land,”-- - - - _My Texas Land_: Air, “My Maryland.” By D. W. M. (Alsb.) - - “The Yankees are upon thy coast, - Texas land, my Texas land!”-- - - - _My Warrior Boy_: (Im.) - - “Thou has gone forth, my darling one, - To battle with the brave,”-- - - - _National Hymn_: By Capt. E. Griswold. (Fag.) - - “Now let the thrilling anthem rise - O’er all the glorious land,”-- - - - _National Song--The Magnolia_: By Albert Pike. (Im.) - - “What, what is the true Southern symbol - The symbol of Honor and Right;”-- - - - _Navasota Volunteers_: Air, “Susannah, don’t you cry.” By - William Neely, of Durant’s Cavalry. (Alsb.) - - “We’re the Navasota Volunteers, our country is named Grimes, - O come along, my conscript boys, we can’t leave you behind,”-- - - - _Nay, Keep the Sword_: By Carrie Clifford. (W. G. S.) - - “Nay, keep the sword which once we gave, - A token of our trust in thee;”-- - - - _The New Ballad of Lord Lovell_: (R. N. S., from the New - Orleans _Delta_.) - - “Lord Lovell he sat in the St. Charles Hotel, - In the St. Charles Hotel sat he,”-- - - - _A New Excelsior_: By Mary I. Upshur. (S. L. M., November, - 1861.) - - “O banner with the strange device, soar upward to the sun - And greet him there right gallantly for the work of Sixty-one!”-- - - - _The New Fashion_: Air, “Rory O’Moore.” By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Make way there! Look out! A hare-brained hero comes, - Your loudest bugles sound! and beat, oh, beat your drums!”-- - - - _A New Red, White and Blue_: Written for a Lady: by Jeff. - Thompson. (A. R.) - - “Missouri is the pride of the nation, - The hope of the brave and the free”-- - - - _The New Star_: (Same as _Hail to the South_): By B. M. - Anderson. S. L. M., April, 1861. (W. G. S.) - - “Another star arisen; another flag unfurled; - Another name inscribed among the nations of the world”-- - - - _The Next Time That Bragg Comes This Way_: By Kentucky, - November 27, 1864. (S. O. S.) - - “The next time that Bragg comes this way - I hope that he will come to stay,”-- - - - _Niggers in Convention: Sumner’s Speech_: (R. B. B. 88.) - - “Welcome my bredren here you is - I greets you wid delight”-- - - - _Nil Desperandum--To the Southern Soldier_: By Ikey Ingle. - Richmond, Virginia, January 18th, 1864. (E. V. M.) - - “Wheel in the rut? then shoulder to the wheel; - Make muscle and sinew nerve force feel;”-- - - - _Nil Desperandum_: Inscribed to our Soldier Boys: by Ada Rose. - Pine Bluff, Arkansas. March 10th, 1862. (R. N. S. from the - Memphis _Avalanche_.) - - “The Yankee hosts are coming, - With their glittering rows of steel,”-- - - - _Nil Desperandum_: By Mrs. C. A. Warfield. (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “Yield! never! while a foothold - Is left on Southern soil”-- - - - _The 9th of April, 1865_: From the London Spectator. (C. S. B.) - - “It is a nation’s death cry! Yes, the agony is past, - The stoutest race that ever fought today hath fought its last,”-- - - - _No Land Like Ours_: By J. R. Barrick, of Kentucky. (W. G. S.) - - “Though other lands may boast of skies - Far deeper in their blue,”-- - - - _No Surrender_: Published by Geo. Dunn and Co., Richmond, - Virginia. (R. B. M., 1864.) - - “Ever constant, ever true, - Let the word be ‘No Surrender!’”-- - - - _No Union Men_: By Millie Mayfield. (R. R.) - - “‘Union Men’ O thrice-fooled fools, - As well might ye hope to bind”-- - - - _North Carolina Call to Arms_: Air, “The Old North State:” by - Luola. [Mrs. Loula W. Rogers of Ga.] Raleigh, 1861. (R. R.) - - “Ye sons of Carolina! awake from your dreaming, - The minions of Lincoln upon us are streaming!”-- - - - _North Carolina’s War Song_: Air, “Annie Laurie.” (R. R.) - - “We leave our pleasant homesteads, - We leave our smiling farms,”-- - - - _A Northern Mother After a Battle_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Throb, my heart, throb! for thy dear country throb! - There’s nothing else left thee, for Death did rob thee of thy joy”-- - - - _Not Doubtful of Your Fatherland!_ (W. S. G. from the - Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “Not doubtful of your fatherland - Or of the God who gave it”-- - - - _Notice to the North!_ (R. N. S., from _Charivari_. December 7, - 1861.) - - “Yankees beware! we are averse, - But not afraid to fight,”-- - - - _Now’s the Day, and Now’s the Hour!_ Inscribed to Lt. Col. J. - W. Bowles, 2nd Reg. Kentucky Cavalry by request of a friend of - his boyhood. Air, “Bruce’s Address,” some lines of it retained - by Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Old Kentucky, whose sons have bled, - Where the bravest men have led”-- - - - _Nuts to Crack for Uncle Sam_: By Janet Hamilton. Langloan. (W. - L.) - - “Have ye come to your senses yet, Sammy my man, - For ye was just red-mad when the war it began;”-- - - - _The Oath for Liberty_: By W. G. Simms. (S. L. M., February and - March, ’62.) - - “Only one oath may the freeman take, - To sacrifice all for freedom’s sake”-- - - - _The Obsequies of Stuart_: By John R. Thompson. (S. S.) - - “We could not pause, while yet the noontide air, - Shook with the cannonade’s incessant pealing,”-- - - - _Ode to a Body Louse_: By F. B. In the field near Marietta, - Georgia, June 15, 1864. (W. F.) - - “Let others sing of strife and war’s alarms - And waste their breath;”-- - - - _The Officer’s Funeral_: (J. M. S.) - - “Hark! to the shrill trumpet calling, - It pierceth the soft summer air!”-- - - - _Officers of Dixie_: By a Growler: (Alsb.) - - “Let me whisper in your ear, sir, - Something that the South should hear, sir,”-- - - - _Oh! Abraham, Resign!_ By a New Contributor. (R. B. B. 57.) - - “The days are growing shorter, - The sun has crossed the line,”-- - - - _Oh! Hasten Back, My Soldier Boy!_ By J. P. H. Charlottesville, - Virginia. (Cav.) - - “How oft have I sighed for my soldier boy, gone - To battle with our cruel and merciless foe:”-- - - - _Oh, He’s Nothing But a Soldier_: Air, “Annie Laurie.” By A. - Young Rebelle, Esq. (Im.) - - “Oh, he’s nothing but a soldier, - But he’s coming here tonight”-- - - - _Oh, Jeff, Why Don’t You Come?_ Air, “Willie We Have Missed - You.” (R. B. B. 80). - - “Jeff Davis are you coming? We’ll be glad to see you here! - We’ll give you hearty greeting! you’ll be welcome everywhere:”-- - - - _Oh! No, he’ll Not Need Them Again_: To Rev. A. J. Ryan, of - Knoxville, Tennessee. (E. V. M.) - - “Oh! no, he’ll not need them again - No more will he wake to behold”-- - - - _Old Abe Lincoln_: (R. B. B. 58.) - - “My name it is Abe Lincoln - I lead a wretched life”-- - - - _Old Abe’s Lament_: Air, “The Campbells are Coming.” (R. B. B. - 57.) - - “Jeff Davis is coming oh! dear! oh! dear! - Jeff Davis is coming, oh dear!”-- - - - _Old Betsy_: By John Killum. (W. G. S.) - - “Come with the rifle so long in your keeping, - Clean the old gun up and hurry it forth”-- - - - _The Old Brigade_--Virginia’s 1st-7th-11th and 17th: by Maurice - D’Bell. (E. V. M.) - - “Behold yon throng of heroes! - Their eyes are heavy and dim,”-- - - - _Old Dixie’s Soldiers_: By J. P. H. Charlottesville, Virginia. - (Cav.) - - “Mid war’s alarms fair Dixie stands, - Arrayed against rude Northern bands,”-- - - - _Old Jim Ford_: Air, “Carry Me Back to Old Virginny.” (Alsb.) - - “When I reflect on what I am and who my master was, - I think I’ve run away from home without sufficient cause;”-- - - - _Old John Brown: A Song for Every Southern Man_: (Wash’n, - unclassified Mss.) - - “Now all you Southern people, just listen to my song, - It’s about the Harper’s Ferry affair, it is not very long”-- - - - _The Old Mammy’s Lament for Her Young Master_: By Hermine. (S. - L. M., Nov. and Dec., ’63.) - - “My dear young massa’s gone to war, - Gone from missus, home, and me”-- - - - _Old Moultrie_: By Catherine Gendron Poyas, of Charleston. (W. - G. S. from the Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “The splendor falls on bannered walls, - Old Moultrie, great in story”-- - - - _The Old Negro at Calhoun’s Grave_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Who comes with tottering step and slow, - Bowed not so much by years, as woe,”-- - - - _The Old Rifleman_: By Frank O. Ticknor, M. D., of Georgia. (R. - R.) - - “Now, bring me out my buckskin suit! - My pouch and powder, too!”-- - - - _The Old Sergeant_: (B. E., First appeared as the Carrier’s New - Year Address of the Louisville _Courier-Journal_, 1863.) - - “The carrier cannot sing tonight the ballads, etc.”-- - - “Come a little nearer, Doctor--thank you, let me take the cup.”-- - - - _Old Stonewall_: By C. D. Dasher. (Fag.) - - “Oh, don’t you remember old Stonewall, my boys, - Old Stonewall, on charger so gray,”-- - - - _An Old Texian’s Appeal_: By Reuben E. Brown. (Alsb.) - - “Come all ye temper’d hearts of steel--come quit your flocks and - farms-- - Your sports, your plays, your holidays, and hark, away to arms!”-- - - - _On! Advance!_ By W. G. Simms. (S. L. M., Feb. and March, ’62.) - - “Esperance! - On! advance! - Southrons with the bolt and lance!”-- - - - _On a Raid_: By Ikey Ingle. Richmond, Virginia, 1862. (E. V. M.) - - “We must move tonight, my men, brisk marching’s to be done! - For a stout blow must be struck, and true, by the morrow’s sun”-- - - - _On Ash Wednesday, 1862_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “The six weeks’ Sabbath has begun; - A little while, my soul, be done”-- - - - _On Guard_: Words respectfully inscribed to Miss S. E. B. by - Wallace Rowe. Music from an old German Melody. (R. B. M., 1864.) - - “At dead of night when on my beat, - And naught but darkness meets my view,”-- - - - _On Reading a Proclamation for Public Prayer_: Sonnet: by South - Carolinian: (W. G. S.) - - “Oh! terrible, this prayer in the market place, - These advertised humilities, decreed”-- - - - _On! Southron, On!_ By W. B. L. (R. R.) - - “On! Southron, on! - Your flag’s unfurled”-- - - - _On the Death of Brig.-General Charles H. Winder, of Maryland_: - Killed by a cannon shot in battle of Slaughter’s Mountain, - Virginia, June 9, 1862. By J. R. Trimble, Major General C. S. - A., Johnston’s Island. September, 1864. (W. L.) - - “The fight is o’er, the victory’s won, - We pause to count the cost;”-- - - - _On the Death of General Stonewall Jackson_: By Lillian Rosell - Messenger, Tuscumbia, Alabama. May 13th, 1863. (Im.) - - “The leaf has perished in the green; - And while we breathe beneath the sun,”-- - - - _On the Death of Lieut.-General Jackson: A Dirge_: By Mrs. C. - A. Warfield of Kentucky. (E. V. M.) - - “Go to thy rest, great chieftain, - In the zenith of thy fame”-- - - - _On the Flank_: By R. B. Witter, Jr. (S. L. M., May ’63.) - - “’Twas a glowing Sabbath morning, - Bright the golden sunbeams fell,”-- - - - _On the Heights of Mission Ridge_: By J. Augustine Signaigo. - (W. G. S.) - - “When the foes, in conflict heated, - Battled over road and bridge,”-- - - - _On to Glory_: (J. M. S.) - - “Sons of freedom, on to glory, - Go where brave men do or die:”-- - - - _On to Richmond_: After Southey’s _March to Moscow_: by John R. - Thompson of Virginia. (E. V. M. from the _Richmond Whig_.) - - “Major General Scott - An order had got - To push on the column to Richmond,”-- - - - _On to the Battle_: By Miss Marie E. Jones. (Alsb.) - - “On to the battle! though the foe be before you, - Though the death-hail rattle!--God watches o’er you;”-- - - - _One Cause of the War_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “The man who trusts not God betrays himself - Weak victim he to that foul harpy, wealth;”-- - - - _Only a Common Soldier_: Confederate States Almanac, 1862, (N. - Y. P. L.) - - “He was only a common soldier, - But a monarch proud and grand”-- - - - _Only a Soldier_: By Major Lamar Fontaine. (Fag.) - - “‘Only a soldier!’ I heard them say, - With a heavy heart I turned away,”-- - - - _Only a Soldier’s Grave_: By S. A. Jones. Aberdeen, - Mississippi. (W. G. S.) - - “Only a soldier’s grave! Pass by, - For soldiers, like other mortals, die”-- - - - _Only One Fell_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “‘Only one fell,’ and his name was told, - ‘Only one fell,’ but him death could not hold,”-- - - - _Only One Killed_: By Julia L. Keyes, Montgomery, Alabama. (W. - G. S. from the Southern _Field and Fireside_.) - - “Only one killed in company B - ’Twas a trifling loss--one man!”-- - - - _O Here’s to the Soldier So Gay_: By Captain M. G. Davidson, of - Gen. M. L. Smith’s Signal Corps. (Alsb.) - - “O here’s to the soldier so gay! who shoulders his musket all day, - With wearisome feet he faces the beat, still keeping the Yankees - away:”-- - - - _O! I’m a Good Old Rebel_: Respectfully dedicated to Thad. - Stevens, 1862. Sung by Harry Allen, Washington Artillery, New - Orleans, La. (C. C.) - - “O! I’m a good old Rebel - Now that’s just what I am”-- - - - _O Johnny Bull, My Jo John_: Air, “John Anderson, my Jo.” (R. - R.) - - “Oh Johnny Bull, my Jo John! I wonder what you mean, - By sending all these forgates out, commissioned by the Queen:”-- - - - _O Lovely Dixie’s Land_: By M. J., Baltimore, April, 1861. (R. - B. B. 90.) - - “O! lovely Dixie’s Land, - Where fruits and flowers grow;”-- - - - _O, Sweet South_: By W. Gilmore Simms. (S. L. M., January, - 1861.) (R. R.) - - “O the Sweet South! the sunny South! - Land of true feeling, land forever mine!”-- - - - _O, Tempora! O, Mores!_ By John Dickson Bruns, M. D. (W. G. S. - from the Charleston _Mercury_, 1864.) - - “‘Great Pan is dead!’ so cried an airy tongue - To one who drifting down Calabria’s Shore,”-- - - - _The Ordered Away_: Dedicated to the Oglethorpe and Walker - Light Infantry, Atlanta, Ga. By Mrs. J. J. Jacobus. April 2, - 1861. (R. R.) - - “At the end of each street, a banner we meet, - The people all march in a mass,”-- - - - _Our Braves in Virginia_: Air, “Dixie Land.” (R. R.) - - “We have ridden from the brave Southwest - On fiery steeds, with throbbing breast,”-- - - - _Our Boys Are Gone_: Air, “The Minstrel Boy:” by Col. Hamilton - Washington. (Alsb.) - - “Our boys are gone ’till the war is o’er, - In the ranks of death you’ll find them,”-- - - - _Our Cause_: (C. C.) - - “Oh, story long and sad to tell, - Of how we fought and how we fell,”-- - - - _Our Cherished Dead_: (E. V. M.) - - “What tho’ no stately column, - Their cherished names may raise:”-- - - - _Our Chief_: By the author of “_Southrons_” [Mrs. C. A. - Warfield.] Beechmore, January 10, 1866. (E. V. M.) - - “No! not forgotten, though the halls - Of state no more behold him,”-- - - - _Our Christmas Hymn_: By John Dickson Bruns, M. D., Charleston, - South Carolina. (W. G. S.) - - “‘Goodwill and peace! peace and goodwill!’ - The burden of the Advent song,”-- - - - _Our City by the Sea_: By W. Gilmore Simms. (W. G. S.): - - “Our city by the sea - As the rebel city known”-- - - - _Our Confederate Dead_: What the heart of a young girl said to - the dead soldier: by a Lady of Augusta, Georgia. (W. G. S.) - - “Unknown to me, brave boy, but still I wreathe - For you the tenderest of wildwood flowers,”-- - - - _Our “Cottage By the Sea:”_ Lines written in Fort Lafayette by - a Prisoner. (E. V. M.) - - “I dreamed that I dwelt in marble halls, - And ’tis not so, you see,”-- - - - _Our Country’s Call_: By H. Walter. (Randolph.) - - “To arms! oh, men in all our Southern clime, - Do you not scent the battle from afar,”-- - - - _Our Dead_: By Col. A. M. Hobby. Galveston _News_, Texas. Jan., - 1866. (E. V. M.) - - “Vile, brutal man! and darest thou - In God’s anointed place to preach”-- - - - _Our Departed Comrades_: By J. Marion Shirer, a Soldier in the - Field. (W. G. S.) - - “I am sitting alone by a fire - That glimmers on Sugar Loaf’s height,”-- - - - _Our Dixie_: By a Lady of Augusta, Georgia, 1865. (Im.) - - “I heard long since a simple strain, - It brought no thrill of joy or pain,”-- - - - _Our Failure_: By the Author of “_Southrons_,” [Mrs. C. A. - Warfield]. Beechmore, Kentucky, June 1, 1866. (E. V. M.) - - “Yes, we have failed! That iron word - Drove never home its bolt of fate,”-- - - - _Our Fallen Brave_: By Cornelia J. M. Jordan. January 22, 1862. - (Corinth.) - - “They fell! in Freedom’s cause they fell, - The noble patriot band,”-- - - - _Our Faith in ’61_: By A. J. Requier. (W. G. S.) - - “Not yet one hundred years have flown - Since on this very spot,”-- - - - _Our Flag_: By Mr. K. of Hampshire Co., Virginia. (E. V. M., - ’69.) - - “Our battle-flag! behold it wave, - In the young morning’s roseate light,”-- - - - _Our Glorious Flag_: Air, “Her Bright Smile Haunts Me Still.” - Vicksburg Song. (Alsb.) - - “There is freedom on each fold, and each star is freedom’s throne, - And the free, the brave, the bold, guard thine honor as their own:”-- - - - _Our Hope_: Third Edition: by Le Diable Baiteux. (R. B. B. 91.) - - “God save our Southern land, - God be our trust,”-- - - - _Our Killed in Battle: Sonnet_: New Orleans, 1861. (E. V. M., - ’69.) - - “As swift, glad brooks run towards the mighty sea, - And in its heart are lost forevermore,”-- - - - _Our Left_: By Francis O. Ticknor, M. D., Georgia. (B. E.) - - “From dark to dawn they stood - That long midsummer day”-- - - - _Our Marshal Kane_: Air, “Roseas’ Dream.” (R. B. B., 51) - - “Come and listen to my story - From all lies I will refrain,”-- - - - _Our Martyrs_: By Paul H. Hayne. (W. G. S.) - - “I am sitting lone and weary, - On the hearth of my darkened room,”-- - - - _Our Mothers Did So Before Us_: Air, “My Mother Did So Before - Me:” by Augusta Foster. Foster’s Settlement, Alabama, January - 22, 1862. (S. L. M., Ed. Table, Jan. ’62.) - - “We are a band of brothers bold, - Now fighting for our nation,”-- - - - _Our Nameless Heroes_: Inscribed to the author of the - “Haversack.” (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “Our nameless heroes--glorious band-- - That for our dear, dear Southern land,”-- - - - _Our Noble Dead_: By John E. Hatcher of Alabama. (C. C.) - - “We will not wander to the gloomy years, - Through whose dark scenes we have so lately passed”-- - - - _Our President_: By Fanny Downing. C. S. A., ’64. (E. V. M., - ’69.) - - “A people spring to being, in whose bounds, - Lie mightiest elements of glory,”-- - - - _Our Rights_: Song. (West. Res.) - - “The stars and stripes, Oh lovely cloth, - To hide the tricks of crafty knaves,”-- - - - _Our Southern Dead_: By A. Baltimore, October 6, 1862. (R. B. - B., p. 91.) - - “Mourn for our glorious dead, - Gallant men and leaders brave,”-- - - - _Our Southern Land_: By Patria Dolorosa. (C. C.) - - “The mountains lift aloft their hoary peaks, - The rivers to the ocean proudly run,”-- - - - _Our Starry Cross_: (Cav.) - - “Our starry Cross was first unfurled, - On Manassas’ bloody plain,”-- - - - _Our Stonewall’s Grave_: By Esperanza. July 4, 1863. (C. C.) - - “Stranger, pause at this mound of clay, - See it is fresh, and was made today;”-- - - - _Over the (Mississippi) River_: By Miss Maria E. Jones. (Alsb.) - - “Over the River there are fierce stern meetings, - No kindly clasp of hand, no welcome call;”-- - - - _Over the River_: By Jane T. H. Cross. (W. G. S. from the - Nashville _Christian Advocate_, 1861.) - - “We hail your ‘stripes’ and lessened ‘stars’ - As one may hail a neighbor,”-- - - - _Over the River_: By J. Daffore. (E. V. M.) - - “Over the river--over the river-- - There where the soft lying shadows invite,”-- - - - _Over the River_: By E. De Mondion. (Amaranth.) - - “The camp was hushed, the midnight passed, - But the warriors their vigil kept,”-- - - - _Over the River_: (The Mississippi): By Rev. J. E. Carnes. - (Alsb.) - - “Over the river, - Our country is massing her band”-- - - - _The Paean of the Coffinless Dead_: Douglas, Arkansas, March 6, - 1864. (C. C.) - - “The paean I sing of the coffinless dead-- - The heroes who wore the gray”-- - - - _Pardon and Peace_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Pardon and peace! what music in those words, - Meet for the angel’s song!”-- - - - _Patience, Patience, O My Spirit!_ By Kentucky. Oct. 20, 1862. - (S. O. S.) - - “Patience, patience, O my spirit! - Only patience doth inherit”-- - - - _Patriotic Song_: Air, “Gathering of the Clans:” by Dr. John W. - Paine, of Lexington, Virginia, June 30, 1862. (Fag. from the - Richmond _Despatch_.) - - “Rise, rise, mountain and valley men, - Bald sire and beardless son, each come in order,”-- - - - _Patriotism_: (R. R.) - - “The holy fire that nerved the Greek, - To make his stand at Marathon,”-- - - - _Patriotism, or Love?_ (S. O. S.) - - “Like a child tossed on the waves in scorn, - Without a compass, I float on.”-- - - - _A Patriot’s Death the Sign of a Brighter Morrow_: Air, “Tom - Moore:” by Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “In blood the sun is setting, - That this morn arose in clouds;”-- - - - _Peace_: By L. Burroughs of Savannah, Georgia, April, 1865. (E. - V. M.) - - “They are ringing Peace on my weary ear, - No Peace to this heavy heart,”-- - - - _The Pelican Flag_: (Bohemian from the New Orleans _Sunday - Delta_.) - - “Fling to the Southern wind - The banner with its type of motherhood;”-- - - - _Pensacola_: By M. Louise Rogers. (Im.) - - “O night wind! gently, softly blow - Over the loved ones lying so low,”-- - - - _Pensacola: To My Son_: By M. S., New Orleans, Louisiana. (R. - R.) - - “Beautiful the land may be - Its groves of palm, its laurel trees,”-- - - - _The People in Grey_: By Col. B. H. Jones. Johnson’s Island, - May 12, 1865. (Sunny.) - - “A noble people were the People in Grey, - However derided or slandered;”-- - - - _Picayune Butter_: Air, “All on hobbies.” (West. Res.) - - “Old Fuss and Feathers, as we knew before, - Sent away from down East to sack Baltimore.”-- - - - _A Picture_: (E. V. M. from the Savannah _Morning News_.) - - “We were sitting round the table - Just a night or two ago”-- - - - _A Pledge to Lee: Written for a Kentucky Company_: By Mrs. C. - A. Warfield, of Kentucky. (E. V. M.) - - “We pledge thee, Lee! - In water or wine,”-- - - - _Poem on the Death of Jackson_: (Killed by a New York Zouave in - Alexandria, Virginia. May 24, 1861.) (E. V. M.) - - “Not where the battle red, - Covers with fame the dead,”-- - - - _A Poem Which Needs No Dedication_: By James Barron Hope. (R. - R.) - - “What! you hold yourselves as freemen? - Tyrants love just such as ye!”-- - - - _Polk_: By H. L. Flash. (E. V. M.) - - “A flash from the edge of a hostile trench, - A puff of smoke, a roar”-- - - - _The Poor Soldier_: A popular camp song of the sixty-second - Alabama Regiment (The Boy Regiment). (C. S. B.) - - “Little do rich people know - What we poor soldiers undergo”-- - - - _Pop Goes the Weasel_: (J. M. S.) - - “King Abraham is very sick, - Old Scott has got the measles,”-- - - - _Pope_: To the tune of Bo-Peep. (C. S. B.) - - “Poor Johnnie Pope, - Has lost his coat,”-- - - - _Praeterita_: By S. D. D. In Camp, December 28th, 1863. (S. L. - M., Feb., ’64.) - - “I see in the shadows nightly, - The dream of a girlish face,”-- - - - _Pray, Maiden, Pray!_ A Ballad for the Times: Respectfully - dedicated to the patriotic women of the South: by A. W. - Kercheval, Esq., music by A. J. Turner; published by Geo. Dunn - & Co., Richmond, Va. (R. B. M., 1864.) - - “Maiden, pray for thy lover now, - Thro’ all this starry night,”-- - - - _Prayer_: (These verses were written by a deaf and dumb girl of - Savannah, Georgia, on the occasion of a fast day.) (E. V. M.) - - “Before thy throne, O God! - Upon this blood-wet sod,”-- - - - _Prayer_: By Fadette. (Amaranth.) - - “Lord God of Hosts! we lift our hearts to thee! - Our streaming eyes lift daily toward thy Throne”-- - - - _Prayer for Maryland_: The National Prayer slightly altered - from the original of Bishop Whitingham, to suit the present - highly favored condition of the people of Maryland. (R. B. B. - 82.) - - “From Lincoln to Hick’s - From Dodge and old Dix,”-- - - - _Prayer For My Only Son, Aged Fifteen, Now in the Service of - His Country_: Memphis, July 26, 1864. (Amaranth.) - - “God bless my daring, venturous boy, - Where’er his feet may stray,”-- - - - _A Prayer for Peace_: By Major S. Yates Levy: (Sunny.) - - “Almighty God! Eternal Sire and King! - Ruler Supreme! who all things didst create,”-- - - - _A Prayer for Peace_: By G. H. S. Charleston, South Carolina. - (S. L. M., Nov. and Dec., 63). (From the _Record_.) - - “Look forth, look forth, from the pale hills of time, - Which, deepening in the distance, rise and swell,”-- - - - _A Prayer for Peace_: By S. Teackle Wallis, of Maryland. (S. S.) - - “Peace! Peace! God of our fathers, grant us Peace! - Unto our cry of anguish and despair,”-- - - - _A Prayer for the South_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Oh God! my heart goes up to Thee - For our brave men on land and sea,”-- - - - _Prayer of the South_: By Father Abram J. Ryan. (Sunny.) - - “My brow is bent beneath a heavy rod! - My face is wan and white with many woes,”-- - - - _President Davis_: By Jane T. H. Cross. (W. G. S., published in - the New York _News_, 1865.) - - “The cell is lonely and the night - Has filled it with a darker light,”-- - - - _The President’s Chair_: Air, “Star Spangled Banner.” (West. - Res.) - - “Ye Southrons arouse, and do battle, nor yield - To the black northern hordes now infesting your borders,”-- - - - _The Price of Peace_: By Luola. [Mrs. Loula W. Rogers, of Ga.] - (E. V. M.) - - “A woman paced with hurried step, her lone and dreary cell-- - The setting sun, with golden ray upon her dark hair fell,”-- - - - _The Printers of Virginia to “Old Abe:”_ By Harry C. Treakle, - Norfolk, Virginia, April 4, 1862. (R. R.) - - “Though we’re exempt, we’re not the metal - To keep in when duty calls:”-- - - - _Prison on Lake Erie_: By Asa Hartz, [Major George McKnight] - Johnson’s Island, February 1864. (W. L.) - - “The full round moon in God’s blue bend - Glides o’er her path so queenly,”-- - - - _Prison Reveries--Storm_: By H. W. B., of Kentucky. Johnson’s - Island, August, 1863. (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “The storm-capped waves are fiercely breaking - With sullen roll and snowy crest,”-- - - - _The Prisoner’s Dream_: By Col. B. H. Jones, Johnson’s Island, - November, 1864. (Sunny.) - - “I dreamed ’twas the Sabbath day, Letitia, - The sky serene and blue,”-- - - - _A Prisoner’s Fancy_: By Col. W. S. Hawkins. (Sunny.) - - “Though I rest in a Prison, and long miles between us be, - Past the guards and through the distance, sweet, my soul - goes out to thee”-- - - - _Prisoner’s Lament_: By Captain Clarkson of Missouri. Set to - music by D. O. Booker of Tennessee, while both were prisoners - of war on Johnson’s Island. (Hubner.) - - “My home is on a sea-girt isle, - Far far away from thee”-- - - - _The Prisoner of State_: A. D., 1865. (C. C.) - - “I see him in his loathsome cell - The martyr of a ruined cause,”-- - - - _A Private in the Ranks_: Suggested by a chapter in “Macaria.” - By C. E. McC. Dauphin Island, May 5, A. D. 1864. (C. C.) - - “No tinselled bar his collar bears; - No epaulette or star,”-- - - - _Privates in the Ranks_: By Lieut. E. C. McCarthy. (Sunny.) - - “No golden bar his collar wears, - No epaulette or star,”-- - - - _Private Maguire_: (Alsb.) - - “Ach, its nate to be Captain or Colonel, - Divil a bit would I want to be higher;”-- - - - _Pro Aris et Focis_: Song of the Spartan Rifleman: 1861. (R. N. - S. from the Spartansburg _Express_.) - - “Our banner the gift of the gentle and fair, - How proudly it floats in the morning air,”-- - - - _Pro Memoria_: Air, “There is rest for the weary.” By Ina M. - Porter, of Alabama. (W. G. S.) - - “Lo! the Southland Queen, emerging - From her sad and wintry gloom,”-- - - - _Prometheus Vinctus_: By Fanny Downing. (E. V. M. ’69.) - - “Prometheus on the cold rock bound, - The vulture at his heart,”-- - - - _Promise of Spring_: (W. G. S.) - - “The sun-beguiling breeze, - From the soft Cuban seas,”-- - - - _Prosopopeia--Virginia’s Call to Arms_: March, 1861. (S. L. M., - April, 1861.) - - “Come from your mountain regions, - Come from your plains afar,”-- - - - _Quam diu tandem abutere patientia no_: By B., Baltimore, June - 30, 1861. (R. B. B. 4.) - - “Come gentle muse, give me your aid, - Keen make my pen as Ashby’s blade”-- - - - _Quantrell’s Call_: Air, “Pirate’s Serenade.” (Im.) - - “Up, comrades up, the moon is in the west, - And we must be gone at the dawn of the day,”-- - - - _Rachel of Rama, St. Matthew II, 18_: By Christopher Waife. S. - W. Virginia, January 4, 1863. (S. L. M., August ’63.) - - “When the river floweth, - Floweth to the sea,”-- - - - _Rally Around the Stars and Bars_: By Robert Lamp, 51st Georgia - Vols. (R. B. B. 94.) - - “Rally round your country’s flag, ye freemen of the South, - Gird on your armor for the fray, go ye to battle forth,”-- - - - _Rally of the South_: [By C. B. Northrup]. (Outcast.) - - “Gallant men of Southern blood,”-- - - - _Rally Round the Flag, Boys!_ (Army.) - - “We are marching to the field, boys, we are going to the fight, - Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.”-- - - - _Rally Round the Standard, Boys_: (R. B. B. 94.) - - “My heart is in the South, boys, my heart is not here, - We will rally round the South, boys, for liberty, so dear,”-- - - - _Rallying Song of the Virginians_: Air, “Scots, wha hae:” By - Susan Archer Talley. S. L. M., Ed. Table, June, 1861. (E. V. M.) - - “Now rouse ye, gallant comrades all, - And ready stand, in war’s array,”-- - - - _Ranger’s Farewell_: By ----, of Col. Wm. H. Parson’s Regiment. - (Alsb.) - - “Come fathers, sons and brothers! it is your country’s call! - If you’ve the heart and courage to face a cannon ball!”-- - - - _Ranger’s Lay_: Air, “I’ll hang my harp on the willow tree.” By - Mrs. Mary L. Wilson. (Alsb.) - - “Here, for the cause that the valiant love, we claim the right - to die! - On the battle field shall our sabres prove that right is valued - high,”-- - - - _Ranger’s Parting Song_: By G. W. Archer, M. D. (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “A mystic spell lures men to dwell - Far far from wilds away,”-- - - - _Rappahannock Army Song_: By John C. McLemore. (W. G. S., from - the Richmond _Enquirer_.) - - “The toil of the march is over-- - The pack will be borne no more”-- - - - _Raden-Linden_: By Col. B. H. Jones, Prisoner of War, Johnson’s - Island, November 3, 1864. (C. S. B.) - - “In prison, when the sun was up, - Each ‘reb’ licked clean his plate and cup”-- - - - _Reading the List_: (W. G. S.) - - “Is there any news of the war? she said-- - Only a list of the wounded and dead,”-- - - - _The Reaper_: Fort Taylord, N. C. (E. V. M.) - - “The apples are ripe in the orchard, - The work of the reaper’s begun,”-- - - - _The Reason Why_: By Col. B. N. Jones. (Sunny.) - - “From streets and alleys float afar, - The moanings of this famine war,”-- - - - _The Reason “Why:”_ By Rev. John Collins McCabe, D.D. Richmond, - 1862. (S. L. M., Nov. and Dec., 1862.) - - “Is it ‘beyond all wonder’ how amid the battle thunder, - They can fight, those ‘ragged wretches,’ while your well dressed - soldiers fly,”-- - - - _Rebel Prisoner_: (Alsb.) - - “One morning, one morning, one morning in May, - I heard a poor soldier lamenting, and say:”-- - - - _The Rebel Sock_: By Mrs. M. B. Clarke. (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “In all the pomp and pride of war - The Lincolnite was dressed,”-- - - - _A Rebel Soldier, Killed in the Trenches Before Petersburg, - Va., April 15, 1865_: By A Kentucky Girl. (W. G. S.) - - “Killed in the trenches! How cold and bare - The inscription graved on the white card there”-- - - - _Rebel Toasts: Or Drink It Down!_ (Alsb.) - - “O, here’s to South Carolina! drink it down, - Here’s to South Carolina! drink it down,”-- - - - _Rebel’s Dream_: By A. F. Leovy. (Fag.) - - “Softly in dreams of repose, - A vision so pure and so sweet,”-- - - - _Rebel’s Requiem_: By Col. M. V. Moore of Auburn, Alabama. - (Hubner.) - - “Oh, give him a grave when the victory’s won - In the dust of his own dear clime,”-- - - - _Rebel’s Retort_: Air, “Cocachelunk.” (R. B. B., 96.) - - “Tell us not we will make blunders, - That our hopes are but a dream,”-- - - - _Rebels! ’Tis a Holy Name_: By Rev. Mr. Garesche, of St. Louis. - (E. V. M. from the Atlanta _Confederacy_.) - - “Rebels! ’Tis a holy name, - The name our father’s bore,”-- - - - _Recapture of Galveston_: Air, “Happy Land of Canaan.” By M. E. - Beaver. (Alsb.) - - “Now all you girls and boys - Open your ears and hush your noise,”-- - - - _Recognition of the Southern Confederacy_: Air, “Rosseau’s - Dream.” (West. Res.) - - “Recognize us, recognize us, - From the South the noble cry,”-- - - - _The Recompense_: By Captain J. B. Clarke, 18th Miss. Infantry. - (Sunny.) - - “From out the Irish peasant’s hut - There came a doleful wail,”-- - - - _The Recruiting Sergeant_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “I am a Southern Recruiting Sergeant, oho! - The way that the ranks can be filled up I know”-- - - - _Redeemed!_ By a Prisoner in solitary confinement, May 31, - 1865. (W. L.) - - “What, though the wrong, I have defied - And smote it with the fleshy sword;”-- - - - _The Red Zouave_: (S. L. M., Nov., 1861.) - - “The stars were bright, the breeze was still - The cicada and the whippoorwill”-- - - - _Reddato Gladium!_ Virginia to Winfield Scott. By E. W. S. L. - M., November and December, 1862. (W. G. S. from the Richmond - _Whig_.) - - “A voice is heard in Ramah! - High sounds are in the gale!”-- - - - _Re-Enlist_: By Mrs. Margarita J. Canedo. (S. B. P.) - - “What! shall we now throw down the blade, - And doff the helmet from our brows?”-- - - - _Regulus_: By Margaret J. Preston. (E. V. M.) - - “Have ye no mercy? Punic rage - Boasted small skill in torture, when”-- - - - _Requiem for 1861_: By H. C. B. (Bohemian from the _Southern - Field and Fireside_.) - - “Year of terror, year of strife - Year with evil passions rife,”-- - - - _Retreat of the Grand Army from Bull Run_: Air, “Sweet - Evelina.” By Ernest Clifton, (Mr. Piersol of Baltimore,) - Baltimore, Maryland. (R. B. B., 11.) - - “Way down in Virginia, - That glorious old State,”-- - - - _Retreat of the 60,000 Lincoln Troops_: July 15, 1861. (R. B. - B., 95.) - - “’Twas a clear and a beautiful day, - And the sun was in the sky,”-- - - - _The Return_: (W. G. S.) - - “Three years! I wonder if she’ll know me? - I limp a little, and I left one arm”-- - - - _The Return Home_: Philadelphia, July, 1865. (W. L.) - - “Aye, give them welcome home, fair South! - For you they’ve made a deathless name;”-- - - - _Rich Mountain_: By William H. Holcombe, M.D. (S. L. M., Nov., - 1861.) - - “The clash of arms, the tread of hurrying feet, - Shoutings and groans, and victory and retreat,”-- - - - _A Richmond Heroine_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “A pretty girl, through whose soft hair - Daintily played warm Southern air,”-- - - - _Richmond is a Hard Road to Travel_: Air, “Jordan is a Hard - Road to Travel.” Dedicated to General A. E. Burnside. (C. S. B.) - - “Would you like to hear my song--I’m afraid it’s rather long, - Of the famous ‘On to Richmond’ double trouble;”-- - - - _Richmond on the James_: By Anna Marie Welby, Louisville, - Kentucky, July, 1862. (E. V. M.) - - “A soldier boy from Bourbon, lay gasping on the field, - When the battle’s shock was over and the foe was forced to yield;”-- - - - _Riding a Raid_: Air, “Bonny Dundee.” (E. V. M.) - - “’Tis old Stonewall the Rebel that leans on his sword, - And while we are mounting prays low to the Lord:”-- - - - _Rode’s Brigade Charge at Seven Pines_: By W. P. C., of - Virginia. (E. V. M.) - - “Down by the valley, ’mid thunder and lightning, - Down by the valley, ’mid jettings of light,”-- - - - _Root Hog or Die_: The Camp Version. (J. M. S.) - - “Abe Lincoln keeps kicking up a fuss, - Think he’d better stop, for he’ll only make it worse,”-- - - - _A Rumor of Peace_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “I think a voice divine hath stirred the air; - I do not breathe so heavily,”-- - - - _Rum Raid at Velasco_: Air, “Dixie.” By Waul’s Legion, written - by one of the Bucket-eers. (Alsb.) - - “One night when we were getting dry, - A little old whiskey was the cry:”-- - - - _The Run from Manassas Junction_: (P. P. B.) - - “Yankee Doodle went to war - On his little pony”-- - - - _Run Yanks, or Die!_ Air, “Root Hog, or Die.” By T. W. Crowson. - (Alsb.) - - “Now if you all will listen while I relate - About the cause of Freedom you’re here to calculate:”-- - - - _Sabbath Bells_: (E. V. M. from the Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “Those Sabbath bells! Those Sabbath bells! - No more their soothing music tells.”-- - - - _Sabine Pass_: Dedicated to the Davis Guards--the Living and - the Dead. By Mrs. M. J. Young. (Alsb.) - - “Sabine Pass in letters of gold - Seem written upon the sky today”-- - - - _Sacrifice_: (W. G. S. from the Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “Another victim to the sacrifice! - Oh! my own mother South,”-- - - - _St. John, the Baptist, Patron of South Carolina_: [By C. B. - Northrup]. (Outcast.) - - “Eternal glory to our patron saint”-- - - - _The Salkehatchie_: Written when a garrison at or near - Salkehatchie Bridge were threatening a raid up in the Fort of - Big and Little Salkehatchie. By Emily J. Moore. (W. G. S.) - - “The crystal streams, the pearly streams, - The streams in sunbeams flashing,”-- - - - _The Santa Fe Volunteer_: Air, “Mary’s Dream.” (Alsb.) - - “O when I went away from you, it filled my heart with grief and woe; - You gave to me the parting hand, wishing me safe in yonder land:”-- - - - _The Saucy Little Turtle_: Air, “Coming through the Rye.” (R. - B. B., 99.) - - “Down in Mississippi river, - The other day,”-- - - - _Savannah_: By Alethea S. Burroughs. (W. G. S.) - - “Thou hast not drooped thy stately head, - Thy woes a wondrous beauty shed”-- - - - _Savannah Fallen_: By Alethea S. Burroughs, of Georgia. (W. G. - S.) - - “Bowing her head to the dust of the earth, - Smitten and stricken is she,”-- - - - _Scenes_: By Paul H. Hayne. (Amaranth from the _Southern - Illustrated News_.) - - “Oh, God! if gifted with an angel’s flight, - And somewhat of an angel’s mystic sight,”-- - - - _Scene in a Country Hospital_: By Paul H. Hayne. (Amaranth, - from the _Southern Illustrated News_.) - - “Here, lonely, wounded and apart, - From out my casement’s glimmering round,”-- - - - _The Sea-Kings of the South_: By Edward C. Bruce, of - Winchester, Virginia. (W. G. S. from the Richmond _Sentinel_, - March 30, 1863.) - - “Full many have sung of the victories our warriors have won, - From Bethel, by the eastern tide, to sunny Galveston”-- - - - _Sea-Weeds: Written in Exile_: By Annie Chambers Ketchum. (W. - G. S.) - - “Friend of the thoughtful mind and gentle heart! - Beneath the citron-tree”-- - - - _Secession, or Uncle Sam’s Troublesome Daughters_: 1862. (C. C.) - - “Waking up one lovely morning, - In the Autumn’s rarest prime”-- - - - _Semmes’ Sword_: By Mrs. Margaret J. Preston. Beechmore, 1866. - (E. V. M.) - - “Into the sea he hurled it, - Into the weltering sea,”-- - - - _The Sentinel_: Hanover County, Virginia, January 1, 1862. - (Bohemian.) - - “When the curtains are drawn and the candles are lit, - And cozy and warm by the fire-side I sit,”-- - - - _The Sentinel’s Dream of Home_: By Col. A. M. Hobby, Galveston, - February 1, 1864. (Alsb.) - - “’Tis dead of night, nor voice, nor sound breaks on the stillness - of the air, - The waning moon goes coldly down on frozen fields and forests bare.”-- - - - _The Sentinel’s Reverie_: By Mrs. Margaret Piggot. Petersburg, - March 25, 1863. (S. L. M., April, ’63.) - - “I face my dull round by the bank of the river, - About me the night, and before me the foe;”-- - - - _Sentry’s Call_: “Half-past ten o’clock and all is well!” By W. - L. Sibley. Prisoner, Johnson’s Island, 1865. (W. L.) - - “Silence, deep, profound, mysterious, - Gains her way with subtle power,”-- - - - _The Serenade of the 300,000 Federal Ghosts_: Respectfully - dedicated to Old Black Abe. (R. B. B., 58.) - - “From the battle field afar, where the wounded and the dying, - Are lying side by side, while serried hosts are flying,”-- - - - _1776-1861_: Air, “Bruce’s Address.” (E. V. M.) - - “Sons of the South! from hill and dale, - From mountain top, and lowly vale,”-- - - - _Seventy-Six and Sixty-One_: By John W. Overall, of Louisiana. - (W. G. S.) - - “Ye spirits of the glorious dead! - Ye watchers in the sky!”-- - - - _Shades of Our Fathers_: An Ode. By W. Gilmore Simms. (S. L. - M., Feb. and March, ’62.) - - “Shades of our Fathers! Shall it be, - That we whose sires were ever free,”-- - - - _Shell the City! Shell!_ By W. Gilmore Simms. (W. G. S.) - - “Shell the city! shell! - Ye myrmidons of Hell;”-- - - - _The Shenandoah Sufferers_: By A Voice from New England. A. D., - 1864. (C. C.) - - “The Shenandoah Valley, the garden of earth - When beauty and plenty sprang joyously forth”-- - - - _Shermanized_: By L. Virginia French. (E. V. M.) - - “In this city of Atlanta, on a dire and dreadful day, - ’Mid the raging of the conflict, ’mid the thunder of the fray,”-- - - - _Sherman’s Bummers_: Parody on the “Knickerbocker Line” and - respectfully dedicated to the Bummers of Sherman’s Army. By H. - H. C., 6th No. V. V. I. (R. B. B., 98.) - - “Come listen to my good old Song, - About a Bum m-e-r”-- - - - _Shiloh!_ Louisiana, June, 1862. (Alsb.) - - “Night brooded o’er the Federal camp, - And the breeze blew soft and free,”-- - - - _Shiloh_: By Margaret Stilling: (Bohemian, from the Richmond - _Enquirer_.) - - “Golden lights on the purple hills, - A rosy blush on the valleys fair,”-- - - - _The Ship of State_: Sonnet. (W. G. S., from the Charleston - _Mercury_.) - - “Here lie the peril and necessity - That need a race of giants--a great realm”-- - - - _The Ship of State_: By Mrs. C. A. Warfield. (E. V. M.) - - “A good ship o’er a stormy sea, - Before the gale is driving,”-- - - - _Short Rations_: A Song--dedicated to the Cornfed Army of - Tennessee. In the field near Dalton, Georgia. December 22, - 1863. (W. F.) - - “Fair ladies and maids of all ages, - Little girls and cadets howe’er youthful”-- - - - _Shot!_ By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “O Brain, come quickly with your art, - Show me some scenes to calm my heart,”-- - - - _Shot through the Heart_: By Ina M. Porter. (B. E.) - - “Across the brown and wintry morn, - Borne on the soft wind’s wing,”-- - - - _Sic Semper_: By a Virginian. (R. B. B., 98.) - - “Enthroned in obloquy, Abe Lincoln sits, - And with his weighty axe, a rail he splits,”-- - - - _Sic Semper Tyrannis_: By Fanny Downing. (Amaranth.) - - “They have torn off the crown from her beautiful brow, - Yet she never seemed half so majestic as now,”-- - - - _Sic Semper Tyrranis!_ By Wm. M. Holcombe, M.D. (S. L. M., - Oct., ’61.) - - “When the bloody and perjur’d usurper called forth - His minions and tools--to the shame of the North!”-- - - - _Silence_: By Lieut. J. E. Dooley. (Sunny.) - - “There’s silence in the prison, - There’s silence on the shore,”-- - - - _The Silent March_: By Walker Meriweather Bell. (W. L.): - - “O’ercome with weariness and care - The war-worn veteran lay,”-- - - - _The Single Star and The Palmetto Banner_: [By C. B. Northrup]. - (Outcast.) - - “Alone the single star - Of our clear state is gleaming,”-- - - - _Slap_: By Klubs (James R. Randall). (S. L. M., Ed. Table, - January, 1862, from the New Orleans _Delta_ of 1861.) - - “Ho, gallants! brim the beaker bowl, - And click the festal glasses, oh!”-- - - - _The Soldier_: (Army.) - - “’Tis not on the battle field - That I would wish to die,”-- - - - _Soldier, I Stay to Pray for Thee_: By J. S. Thorrington. (Fag.) - - “Lady, I go to fight for thee, - Where gory banners wave,”-- - - - _The Soldier in the Rain_: By Julia L. Keyes. (W. G. S., from - the _Patriot and Mountaineer_.) - - “Ah me! the rain has a sadder sound - Than it ever had before,”-- - - - _A Soldier-Name Unknown_: By F. B., Atlanta, August 19, 1864. - (W. F.) - - “What is glory? A perfume whose own exhalations - Itself must exhaust in the end;”-- - - - _The Soldier of the Cross_: Suggested by Bishop Polk’s - appointment in the rebel army. (P. & P. B. from the Savannah - _News_.) - - “Down from the hill where earthly dross - Ne’er stained the sacred feet,”-- - - - _The Soldier Who Died Today_: Macon, Georgia, A. D., 1863. (C. - C.) - - “Only a humble cart - Threading the careless crowd,”-- - - - _The Soldier’s Amen_: (Alsb.) - - “As a couple of good soldiers were walking one day, - Said one to the other, ‘Let’s kneel down and pray’!”-- - - - _The Soldier’s Battle Prayer_: (Selected.) (S. L. M., April, - ’62.) - - “Father, I trust thee! - Life, was thy gift, thou can’st now shield it,”-- - - - _Soldier’s Dear Old Home_: By Rev. Mr. Joyce, Chaplain Arizona - Brigade. (Alsb.) - - “We are a band of brothers, - Wild and fearless will we roam”-- - - - _The Soldier’s Death_: By A. B. Cunningham. (Alsb.) - - “The night cloud had lowered o’er Shiloh’s red plain, - And the blast howl’d sadly o’er wounded and slain,”-- - - - _A Soldier’s Dream_: (C. S. B.) - - “Last night as I toasted - My wet feet and roasted”-- - - - _The Soldier’s Dream_: (Lee) - - “Our bugles sand truce, for the night cloud had lowr’d, - And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky,”-- - - - _Soldier’s Dream_: By Fr. Sulzner. (Fag.) - - “I am dreaming of thee, - Dearest, I am dreaming still of thee,”-- - - - _Soldier’s Farewell_: Air, “Rosin the Bow,” (Randolph.) - - “Hark! the tocsin is sounding, my comrades-- - Bind your knapsacks, away let us go,”-- - - - _Soldier’s Farewell_: By John H. Hewitt: (Lee.) - - “The bugle sounds upon the plain, - Our men are gath-ring fast;”-- - - - _The Soldier’s Farewell to his Wife_: By Wm. K. Campbell, - Greenville, S. C. James Island, 1862. (E. V. M.) - - “Side by side and hand in hand, - Silently we sit;”-- - - - _The Soldier’s Grave_: (J. M. S.) - - “Oh stranger, tread lightly, ’tis holy ground here, - In death’s cold embrace, the soldier sleepeth there,”-- - - - _The Soldier’s Grave_: By Pearl. (E. V. M. from the Victoria - Advocate.) - - “’Tis where no chisel’s tracing tells - The humble sleeper’s name,”-- - - - _The Soldier’s Heart_: By F. P. Beaufort. (S. B. P.) - - “The trumpet calls, and I must go, - To meet the vile, invading foe;”-- - - - _Soldier’s Lament_: By Wm. Lewis, Kauffman Co., Texas. (Alsb.) - - “Last Christmas day I left my home, my children and my wife, - Far, far away I had to go, and lead a soldier’s life;”-- - - - _The Soldier’s Last Combat_: By Mrs. Elizabeth E. Harper, - October, 1861. (E. V. M.) - - “The soldier girded his armor on, - The fire of hope in his bright eye shone,”-- - - - _Soldier’s Letters_: (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “The mail! the mail! - And sun-burned cheeks and eager eyes”-- - - - _The Soldier’s Mission_: By A. W. Morse. (Fag.) - - “Haste thee, falter not, noble patriot band, - Bravely meet thy lot, firm maintain thy stand,”-- - - - _The Soldier’s Return_: By Anna Ward. January, 1862. (Im.) - - “Did he come in the pride of manhood, - Flushed with a soldier’s fame?”-- - - - _Soldier’s Song of Pass Cavallo_: By Col. C. G. Forshey, C. S. - Eng. Fort Esperanza, Pass Cavallo. March, 1862. (Alsb.) - - “Down the Matagorda Bay, flow the waters smooth and shallow, - Gaining fleetness on the way, hurrying down to Pass Cavallo;”-- - - - _Soldier’s Suit of Gray_: By Carrie Belle Sinclair. (Alsb.) - - “I’ve seen some handsome uniforms deck’d off with buttons bright, - And some that are so very gay they almost blind the sight;”-- - - - _The Soldier’s Sweet Home_: Air, “Home, Sweet Home.” By Mrs. - Mary L. Wilson, San Antonio. (Alsb.) - - “The soldier who o’er the lone prairie doth roam, - Oft sighs for the far distant pleasures of home”-- - - - _A Solemn Dirge_: Placarded in Charleston, 186--, on the - removal of Gen. Sickles. (Mr. Samuel’s Scrapbook, Ridgway.) - - “King Dan is dead--he breathed his last, - We ne’er see him more,”-- - - - _Soldier Talk_: To the tune of “Walk-In, Walk-In, Walk-In, I - Say and Hear My Banjo Play.” By Captain T. F. Roche, C. S. A. - 1865, Fort Delaware. (Roche.) - - “One very funny habit when this cruel war am done, - Will common as the devil be, to each and every one,”-- - - - _Somebody’s Darling_: By Miss Marie Lacoste, of Savannah, - Georgia. (E. V. M. from the _Southern Churchman_.) - - “Into a ward of the whitewashed walls - Where the dead and dying lay”-- - - - _Song_: Air, “Faintly Flow Thy Falling River.” (E. V. M.) - - “Here we bring a fragrant tribute, - To the bed where valor sleeps,”-- - - - _Song_: Air, “Happy Land of Canaan.” (R. B. B., 40.) - - “You Rebels come along and listen to my song - The subject of the same is not worth naming,”-- - - - _A Song_: Written by an inmate of the Old Capitol Prison in - Washington City, and sung by his fellow prisoners. (R. R. from - the Richmond _Sentinel_.) - - “Rebel is a sacred name, - Traitor, too, is glorious;”-- - - - _Song, Bull’s Run_: (R. B. B., 13.) - - “Come gentle muse, give me your aid, - Sharp make my pen as Ashby’s blade”-- - - - _A Song for Dogs_: 1864. (West. Res.) - - “Our fathers were men in the days that are past-- - What a pity it is that our fathers are dead!”-- - - - _Song for the Irish Brigade_: By Shamrock of the Sumpter - Rifles. (R. R.) - - “Not now for the songs of a nation’s wrongs, - Nor the groans of starving labor,”-- - - - _Song for the South_: (Randolph) - - “A shout! a wild glad shout of joy! - Ho! all ye sons of freedom, rise”-- - - - _Song for the South_: (R. R.) - - “Of all the mighty nations, in the East or in the West, - Our glorious Southern nation is the greatest and the best;”-- - - - _Song of Hooker’s Picket_: (Fag. from the _Southern Illustrated - News_, February 21, 1863) - - “I’m ’nation tired of being hired - To fight for a shilling a day;”-- - - - _Song of our Glorious Southland_: By Mrs. Mary Ware. (W. G. S. - from the _Southern Field and Fireside_.) - - “Oh, sing of our glorious Southland, - The pride of the golden sun!”-- - - - _Song of Spring (1864)_: By John A. Wagener of South Carolina. - (W. G. S.) - - “Spring has come! Spring has come! - The brightening earth, the sparkling dew”-- - - - _Song of the Baltimore Rebels_: Air, “Wait For the Wagon.” (R. - B. B., 77.) - - “Let us join the army, - Let us join the army, and drive the Hessians home,”-- - - - _Song of the “Bloody Sixth” at Camp Chase, Ohio_: (Alsb.) - - “We have sung of Benny Havens and Camp McCullough, O-- - When cups were filled with good old Rye in happy days of yore;”-- - - - _Song of the C. R.’s of M._: Air, “Villikins and his Dinah.” By - F. B. (W. F.) - - “Our motto is fun and though dark be the hour - His heart is a craven’s who lets it go sour;”-- - - - _The Song of the Drum_: (R. B. B., p. 100.) - - “Oh, the drum, it rattles so loud, - When it calls me, with its rattle,”-- - - - _The Song of the Exile_: Air, “Dixie.” By B. Martinsburg, - Virginia, December 10, 1861. (C. S. B.) - - “O here I am in the land of cotton, - The flag once honored is now forgotten”-- - - - _Song of the Fifth Texas Regiment_: Air, “Happy Land of - Canaan.” (Alsb.) - - “O! the Bayou City Guards, they will never ask for odds, - When the Yankees in a close place get them, ha! ha!”-- - - - _Song of the First Virginia Cavalry_: (Amaranth from the - _Southern Illustrated News_.) - - “Mount! Mount! and away! - Stay not to entwine”-- - - - _Song of the Freedmen_: By A. R. Watson, Atlanta, Georgia. (E. - V. M.) - - “A freedman sat on a pile of bricks, - As the rain was pattering down”-- - - - _Song of the Privateer_: By Quien Sabe? Baltimore, October 10, - 1861. (R. B. B.) - - “Away o’er the boundless sea - With steady hearts and free”-- - - - _Song of the Privateer_: By Alexander H. Cummins: (R. R.) - - “Fearlessly the seas we roam, - Tossed by each briny wave;”-- - - - _Song of the Rebel_: By Esten Cooke, Camp “No Camp.” December - 1, 1862. (W. L.) - - “Oh! not a heart in all our host - But feels a noble thrill,”-- - - - _Song of the Sentinel_: (Bohemian from the Richmond _Dispatch_) - - “Sleep, comrade! sleep in slumbers deep! - No foe across our line shall creep;”-- - - - _Song of the Sergeant of the Guard_: Written by the Guard Fire, - Vienna, Virginia, August 1, 1862. (July and August, ’62, S. L. - M.) - - “I think of you, my child, - While the long hours move slow;”-- - - - _The Song of the Snow_: By Mrs. M. J. Preston, Lexington, - Virginia. (C. S. B.) - - “Halt! the march is over - Day is almost done”-- - - - _Song of the South_: (Bohemian, from the New Orleans Sunday - Delta.) - - “The genius of the Western world, - Stood silent by the sea;”-- - - - _The Song of the South_: (R. R.) - - “Hurrah for the South, the glorious South! the land of - song and story-- - Her name shall ring and the world shall sing her honor, - fame and glory;”-- - - - _Song of the South: Choir_: (Amaranth from _The Land We Love_.) - - “Sing us a song of the South we love! - O! minstrel sing us a song!”-- - - - _Song of the Southern Soldier_: Air, “Barclay and Perkin’s - Drayman.” By P. E. C. (C. C., from the Richmond _Examiner_.) - - “I’m a soldier, you see, that oppression has made, - I don’t fight for pay or for booty,”-- - - - _Song of the Southern Women_: By Julia Mildred. (P. & P. B.) - - “O Abraham Lincoln! we call thee to hark - To the song we are singing, we Joans of Arc.”-- - - - _The Song of the Sword_: Suggested at seeing a sick and wounded - Confederate soldier left to die at the Crater farm, near - Petersburg, Virginia, May 26, 1866 [1864?]. (C. C.) - - “Weary and wounded and worn, - Wounded and ready to die,”-- - - - _Song of the Texas Rangers_: Inscribed to Mrs. John H. Wharton. - Air, “Yellow Rose of Texas.” By Mrs. J. D. Young. (E. V. M.) - - “The morning star is paling, - The camp fires flicker low,”-- - - - _Song of the Times_: (Hopkins.) - - “Let hard times assail us, - Let poverty nail us”-- - - - _Song of the Washington Volunteers_: (Randolph.) - - “When war’s fierce trumpet notes resounded, - Whose bold, defiant shouts were sounded?”-- - - - _Song on General Scott_: Tune, “Poor Old Horse, Let Him Die.” - By N. B. J. (P. & P. B.) - - “Virginia had a son - Who gathered up some fame”-- - - - _Song Written for the “Gilmer Blues” of Lexington, Georgia_: - Air, “Dixie.” By E. Young. (Bohemian.) - - “Comrades, come and join the chorus, - Sing for the land whose flag waves o’er us,”-- - - - _Sonnet_: (W. G. S. from the Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “Man makes his own dread fates, and these in turn - Create his tyrants. In our lust and passion”-- - - - _Sonnet_: (W. G. S. from the Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “Democracy hath done its work of ill, - And, seeming freemen, never to be free,”-- - - - _Sonnet_: By Paul H. Hayne. (W. G. S.) - - “Rise from your gory ashes stern and pale, - Ye martyred thousands!”-- - - - _Sonnet to Mrs. Isabella Quinnell_: By F. B., Globe Hospital, - Richmond, May, 1862. (W. F.) - - “The soldier lays upon his helpless bed - Far from his home, reft of maternal care;”-- - - - _Sonnet: To Resistance_: By W. H. P. (S. L. M., May, ’62 from - the New Orleans _Delta_.) - - “Shriek out hoarse guns into the startled air! - A nation’s Liberty! a Nation’s Peace,”-- - - - _Sonnet Written in 1864_: (W. G. S. from the Charleston - _Mercury_.) - - “What right to freedom when we are not free? - When all the passions goad us into lust;”-- - - - _Sons of Freedom_: By Nanny Gray. (Bohemian from the Richmond - _Whig_.) - - “Sons of Freedom, on to glory, - Go, where brave men do or die,”-- - - - _Sons of Kentucky_: (Randolph.) - - “Kentucky’s Sons! and will ye serviles be, - While Southrons rise their honor to defend?”-- - - - _Sons of the South_: Air, “Bruce’s Address.” (Randolph.) - - “Sons of the South! from hill and dale, - From mountain top and lowly vale,”-- - - - _Sons of the South, Arise!_ By W. G. Simms. (S. L. M., February - and March, ’62.) - - “Sons of the South, no longer sleep, Arise, - The foeman’s foot is planted on your shores,”-- - - - _Souls of Heroes_: (W. G. S. from the Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “Souls of heroes, ascended from fields you have won. - Still smiles on the conflict so greatly begun;”-- - - - _Soul of the South, an Ode_: By Wm. Gilmore Simms. (S. L. M., - February and March, ’62.) - - “’Twas a goodly boon that our fathers gave, - And it fits but ill to be held by the slave,”-- - - - _The South_: (Md. Hist. B.) - - “The South I wonder every heart, - Don’t with emotion beat;”-- - - - _The South (1865)_: By G. Savannah, Georgia, August 17, 1865. - (W. L.) - - “Her head is bowed downwards: so pensive her air, - As she looks on the ground with her pale, solemn face,”-- - - - _The South_: By Father Ryan. (C. S. B.) - - “Yes, give me the land - Where the ruins are spread,”-- - - - _The South_: By Charlie Wildwood. Music by John H. Hewitt, - published by Julian A. Selby, Columbia, South Carolina, (R. R. - and R. B. M., 1863.) - - “The bright rose of beauty, unnurtur’d by art, - And purity’s lily doth thrive in thy heart”-- - - - _The South and North_: (R. B. B., 101.) - - “The Southrons and the Northers, oh - Have got into a fight,”-- - - - _The South for Me_: (R. R.) - - “The South for me! the sunny clime, - Where earth is clothed in beauty’s hue”-- - - - _The South in Arms_: By Rev. J. B. Martin. (R. R.) - - “Oh! see ye not the sight sublime, - Unequalled in all previous time”-- - - - _The South is Up_: By P. E. C. (R. R.) - - “The South is up in stern array-- - Chasseurs and Zouaves and Gallic Guard”-- - - - _The South; Or, I Love Thee the More_: (Alsb.) - - “My heart in its sadness turns fondly to thee, - Dear land where our loved ones fought hard to be free”-- - - - _The South Our Country_: By E. M. Thompson. (Fag.) - - “Our country, our country, oh where may we find, - Amid all the proud relics of legion or story,”-- - - - _Southern Carolina, A Patriotic Ode_: Charleston, South - Carolina, 1861. (Md. Hist. B.) - - “Land of the Palmetto tree - Sweet home of liberty”-- - - - _South Carolina_: By S. Henry Dickson. December 20, 1860. (W. - G. S.) - - “The deed is done! the die is cast; - The glorious Rubicon is passed”-- - - - _South Carolina_: By Gossipium. (W. G. S. from the Charleston - _Mercury_.) - - “My brave old Country! I have watched thee long, - Still ever first to rise against the wrong;”-- - - - _South Carolina_: By Willie Lightheart: (Bohemian from the - Charleston _Courier_.) - - “My land, my Carolina, dear! - My warm, bright sunny home”-- - - - _South Carolina Hymn of Independence_: Air, “The Marseillaise.” - [By C. B. Northrup]. (Outcast) - - “South Carolinians! proudly see - Our state proclaimed to all the world”-- - - - _The South Banner_: By Col. W. S. Hawkins, C. S. A., Camp - Chase, Ohio. (Fag.) - - “Sing ho! for the Southerner’s meteor flag - As ’tis flung in its pride to the breeze,”-- - - - _A Southern Battle Hymn_: May 25, 1861. (C. C.) - - “God of our fathers! King of Kings! - Lord of the earth and sea!”-- - - - _Southern Battle Song_: Air, “Bruce’s Address.” (R. R.) - - “Raise the Southern flag on high! - Shout aloud the battle cry!”-- - - - _Southern Battle Song_: By C. [James Cahill?] Baltimore, - October, 1862. (R. B. B., 102.) - - “Come gallant sons of noble sires, - Whose bosoms glow with patriotic fires!”-- - - - _Southern Border Song_: Air, “Blue Bonnets over the Border.” - (S. L. M., July, 1861.) - - “March! March! Southerners fearlessly march! - Have ye not heard of the ruthless marauder?”-- - - - _Southern Captives_: By Captain Sam Houston. (Alsb.) - - “Softly comes the twilight, stealing softly through my prison bars; - While from out the vault of heaven gently glimmering come the - stars;”-- - - - _Southern Chant of Defiance_: By Mrs. C. A. Warfield of - Kentucky. Music by A. E. Blackmar. (E. V. M.) - - “You can never win them back; - Never, never;”-- - - - _The Southern Cross_: (R. R.) - - “Fling wide each fold, brave flag, unrolled, - In all thy breadth and length!”-- - - - _The Southern Cross_: To His Excellency President Davis, from - his fellow citizens, Ellen Key Blunt, and J. T. Mason Blunt, of - Maryland and Virginia. Paris, 1862. (S. L. M., September and - October, 1862.) (R. R.) - - “In the name of God! Amen! - Stand for our Southern rights!”-- - - - _The Southern Cross_: By St. George Tucker, of Virginia. (S. L. - M., March, 1861.) (W. G. S.) - - “Oh! say can you see through the gloom and the storm, - More bright for the darkness, that pure constellation?”-- - - - _The Southern Flag_: Air, “A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea.” - (Fag.) - - “Three cheers for the Southern flag, - That floats upon the gale,”-- - - - _Southern Flag_: By Lt. Sam Houston. (Alsb.) - - “Flag of the South! whose golden folds - Shine with a nation’s stars new-born,”-- - - - _A Southern Gathering Song_: Air, “Hail Columbia.” By L. - Virginia French. (R. R.) - - “Sons of the South, beware the foe! - Hark to the murmur deep and low”-- - - - _Southern Girl and Parody_: The Homespun Plaid: (R. B. B., 104.) - - “Oh, call me not a Southern girl, - I’m weary of the name;”-- - - - _A Southern Girl’s Song_: Air, “Come away, love.” By Kentucky. - (S. O. S.) - - “Come away, love, from our foes, love; - Come and seek a nobler cause”-- - - - _The Southern Homes in Ruin_: By R. B. Vance, of North - Carolina. (W. G. S.) - - “Many a gray-haired sire has died - As falls the oak--to rise no more,”-- - - - _Southern Land_: Air, “Dixie’s Land.” (C. S. B. from the - Charleston _Courier_.) - - “We dwell where skies are bright above us, - Cheered by smiles from all who love us,”-- - - - _Southern Marseillaise_: Air, “Marseilles Hymn.” (Randolph.) - - “Soldiers, rouse ye to the battle, - Arm, arm ye at your country’s call,”-- - - - _Southern Marseillaise_: (J. M. S.) - - “Sons of the South! awake to glory, - A thousand voices bid you rise,”-- - - - _Southern Marseillaise_: (Beau.) - - “Ye men of Southern hearts and feeling, - Arm, Arm! your struggling country calls”-- - - - _The Southern Matron to Her Son_: Air, “Oh, No, My Love, No.” - (R. B. B., 105.) - - “I weep as I leave you, with bitter emotion, - Yet view me in kindness, refraining from blame;”-- - - - _Southern Mother’s Lament_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “The head that lay upon my breast-- - O God! elsewhere it findeth rest,”-- - - - _The Southern Oath_: By Rosa Vertner Jeffry. July 22, 1862. (E. - V. M.) - - “By the cross upon our banner, - Glory of one Southern sky,”-- - - - _Southern Patriotism_: January, 1861. (R. N. S. from the - Spartansburg _Express_.) - - “Love thy country, thus each sire - With the lesson undefined,”-- - - - _The Southern Patriot’s Lament_: Written in Fort Warren Prison - in 1864. (Amaranth.) - - “I am a captive on a hostile shore, - Caged like the falcon from its native skies,”-- - - - _Southern Pleiades_: By Laura Lorrimer. (Bohemian from the - Nashville _Patriot_.) - - “When first our Southern flag arose, - Beside the heaving sea,”-- - - - _Southern Prisoner Gives His Thanks to the Baltimore Ladies_: - Air, “American Boy.” (R. B. B., 72.) - - “I left Winchester Court House, all in the month of May, - And from this great starvation I was glad to get away”-- - - - _The Southern Republic_: By Olive Tully Thomas, Mississippi. - (W. G. S.) - - “In the galaxy of nations - A nation’s flag unfurled,”-- - - - _A Southern Scene, 1862_: (E. V. M.) - - “‘Oh Mammy have you heard the news?’ - Thus spake a Southern child,”-- - - - _Southern Sentiment_: By Rev. A. M. Box. (Alsb.) - - “The North may think the South will yield, - And seek for a place in the Union again;”-- - - - _Southern Sentiment_: (Same as _The Northern Hordes_). Air, - “Let Haughty Gaul Invasion Threat.” By B., Baltimore, October - 6, 1861. (R. B. B., 106.) - - “The Northern hordes invasion threat, - But we are not alarmed;”-- - - - _The Southern Soldier Boy_: As sung by Miss Sallie Partington - in the “Virginia Cavalier” at the Richmond New Theatre. Air, - “The Boy with the Auburn Hair.” By Capt. C. W. Alexander, R. A. - C. and A. P. M. (R. B. M., 1863.) - - “Bob Roebuck is my sweetheart’s name, - He’s off to the wars and gone,”-- - - - _Southern Soldier Boy_: By Father A. J. Ryan. (Fag.) - - “Young as the youngest who donned the gray, - True as the truest who wore it,”-- - - - _Southern Song_: Tune, “Wait for the Wagon.” (R. R. from the - Raleigh _Register_.) - - “Come all ye sons of freedom, - And join our Southern band,”-- - - - _A Southern Song_: By Miss Maria Grason, Queen Anne Co., Md. - (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “While crimson drops our hearthstone stains, - And Northern despots forge our chain,”-- - - - _Southern Song_: By L. M. (R. R. from the Louisville _Courier_.) - - “If ever I consent to be married, - (And who would refuse a good mate?)”-- - - - _A Southern Song_: Address to her Maryland lover by a Virginia - Girl. Air, “Fly to the Desert.” By M. F. Q. Richmond, May 3, - 1861. (R. B. B.) - - “Fly to the South, come fly to me - In Richmond there’s a home for thee;”-- - - - _A Southern Song_: Reply to the Virginia Girl’s Address to her - Maryland Lover. By O. H. S. ---- Cola. Baltimore, 1861. (R. B. - B., 2.) - - “Farewell to submission - Whoever may crave,”-- - - - _Southern Song of Freedom_: Air, “The Minstrels’ Return.” By J. - H. H. (R. R.) - - “A Nation has sprung into life - Beneath the bright Cross of the South”-- - - - _Southern Union_: (Randolph.) - - “Hail to the new-born nation! hail! - Shout till our plaudits reach the sky,”-- - - - _The Southern Wagon in Kentucky_: Air, “Wait for the Wagon.” By - Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Some Southern wit, deriding, said they must take up behind, - The old Corncracker State, because at first she was too blind”-- - - - _Southern War Cry_: Air, “Scots Wha Hae.” (R. R. from the New - Orleans _Picayune_.) - - “Countrymen of Washington! - Countrymen of Jefferson!”-- - - - _Southern War Song_: Air, “Scots Wha Hae.” By Baltimore. (Md. - Hist. B.) - - “Southrons, lo! thy tyrant’s hand, - Stained with blood, pollutes your land,”-- - - - _Southern War Song_: Air, “I’m Afloat.” (R. B. B., 108.) - - “We shall win! we shall win! for our cause it is just, - Our arms ever ready, and in God is our trust,”-- - - - _A Southern War Song_: By P. H. (R. B. B.) - - “Arise ye Southern heroes, and gird your armor on, - The battle of your liberty is shortly to be won,”-- - - - _Southern War Song_: By N. P. W. (R. R. from the Louisville - _Courier_.) - - “To horse! to horse! our standard flies, - The bugles sound the call;”-- - - - _Southern Wife_: By Walker Merriweather Bell, of Kentucky. - (Amaranth.) - - “A price is on my darling’s head, - Outlawed and hunted down;”-- - - - _Southern Woman’s Song_: (R. R. from the New Orleans - _Picayune_.) - - “Stitch, stitch, stitch - Little needle swiftly fly,”-- - - - _Southern Women_: By Jay W. Bee, P. A. C. S., Johnson’s Island, - Ohio, December, 1864. (W. L.) - - “God bless our women, brave and true! - For them stern death we Southrons dare;”-- - - - _Southern Yankee Doodle_: (Randolph.) - - “The Yankee bigots say they’ll tear - Our Southron Flag asunder,”-- - - - _Southern Yankee Doodle_: Air, “Yankee Doodle.” (R. B. B., 107.) - - “The gallant Major Anderson! - A bold and fearless Ranger,”-- - - - _Southland_: The Prize Song. Awarded prize in prize song - contest conducted in 1864 by Mr. W. F. Wisely of Mobile, - Alabama. (S. B. P.) - - “They sing of the East - With its flowery feast,”-- - - - _The Southland Fears No Foeman_: By J. W. M. Anniesdale, near - Murfreesboro, North Carolina. (S. L. M., February, 1861.) - - “The Southland fears no foeman, - Her eagles yet are free;”-- - - - _The Southron Mother’s Charge_: By Thomas B. Hood, New Orleans, - Louisiana. (R. R.) - - “You go, my son, to the battle field-- - To repel the invading foe;”-- - - - _Southrons O!_ (W. L.) - - “By the cross upon our banner, - Glory of our Southern sky,”-- - - - _The Southron’s War Song_: By J. A. Wagener of South Carolina - (E. V. M. from the Charleston _Courier_, June 11, 1861.) - - “Arise! Arise! with main and might, - Sons of the sunny clime!”-- - - - _Southron’s Watchword_: (In Imitation of an English Song of the - Crimean War.) By M. F. Bigney, 1861. (Fag.) - - “What shall the Southron’s watchword be, - Fighting for us on land and sea?”-- - - - _Southrons! Yield Not to Despair!_ (Written by a young lady of - Baltimore, immediately after a late reverse of our cause.) (S. - L. M., Feb., ’64.) - - “Southrons! yield not to despair-- - Weep not, mothers, wives forlorn;”-- - - - _The South’s Appeal to Washington_: (C. C.) - - “Say, would’st thou tamely stand? - Say, would’st thou see”-- - - - _Spare Us, Good Lord!_ Written while ---- was playing “Lurlei.” - By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “By thy sad Passion, hear us, - Send living hope to cheer us;”-- - - - _Spirit of 1861_: By C. S. A. (R. B. B., 109.) - - “Arise Confederates! hear your country’s call! - The hour is come, the hour to do or die,”-- - - - _The Spirit of ’60_: (Bohemian from the Columbus _Times_.) - - “Sons of the South arise, - Your insulted country cries,”-- - - - _The Spirits of the Fathers_: By Henry Lomas. (R. R.) - - “We are watching that land when Liberty awoke,-- - Like beams of the morning through darkness it broke,”-- - - - _Spring_: By Henry Timrod. (W. G. S.) - - “Spring with that nameless pathos in the air-- - Which dwells with all things fair,”-- - - - _Stack Arms_: Written in the prison of Fort Delaware, Delaware, - on hearing of the surrender of General Lee. By Jos. Blyth - Alston. (W. G. S.) - - “‘Stack arms!’ I’ve gladly heard the cry - When, weary with the dusty tread,”-- - - - _Stand By Your Flag_: (Randolph.) - - “Stand by your flag, ye Southrons brave, - You hold it as fair Freedom’s trust,”-- - - - _The Standard Bearer_: Respectfully dedicated to Miss Belle B. - Taylor of Richmond, Virginia. By Major J. N. P. Music by N. S. - Coleman. Published by Geo. Dunn & Co., Richmond, Virginia. (R. - B. M., 1864.) - - “A shout, a shout for Victory! - A cheer from the blood-red field,”-- - - - _Star of the South_: (S. L. M., April, ’61.) - - “Star of the South! Break forth on the nation! - Break forth o’er the land, beam out of the sea!”-- - - - _Star of the West_: (R. R.) - - “I wish I was in de land o’ cotton, - Old Times dair ain’t not forgotten”-- - - - _Star of the West: or The Reinforcement_: [By C. B. Northrup.] - (Outcast.) - - “Glory be to God on high! - Glory be to the God of right!”-- - - - _Starry Cross of the Sunny South_: A vision. (W. L.) - - “The great Architect now erects in the skies - A new constellation that dazzles our eyes:”-- - - - _The Stars and Bars_: (Fag.) - - “Oh, the South is the queen of all nations, - The home of the brave and the true,”-- - - - _The Stars and Bars_: (S. B. W.) - - “Young stranger, what land claims thy birth? - For thy flag is but new to the sea,”-- - - - _The Stars and Bars_: (R. R.) - - “’Tis sixty-two!--and sixty-one, - With the old Union, now is gone,”-- - - - _The Stars and Bars_: Air, “Star Spangled Banner.” (R. B. B., - 110.) - - “Oh! say do you see now so vauntingly borne - In the hands of the Yankee, the Hessian, and Tory,”-- - - - _The Stars and Bars_: By A. J. Requier. (Bohemian from the - Sunday _Delta_.) - - “Fling wide the dauntless banner-- - To every Southern breeze,”-- - - - _The Stars and The Bars_: (Randolph.) - - “Above us our banner is waving, - The hope of the brave and the free,”-- - - - _The Star Spangled Banner_: Baltimore. Published by Louis - Bonsal. (R. B. B., 109.) - - “Oh say can you see by the dawn’s early light-- - On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep,”-- - - - _The Star Spangled Cross and the Pure Field of White_: Written - and composed by Subaltern. Richmond, Virginia. Geo. Dunn and - Co., Publishers. (R. B. M., 1864.) - - “The Star Spangled Cross and the pure field of white - Is the banner we give to the breeze:”-- - - - _The State and the Starling_: By A. (B. C. L., Ledger 1411.) - - “Starling! starling! airy of wing, - Wherefore a lonely prisoner there.”-- - - - _Steady and Ready_: (E. V. M.) - - “Steady, when fortune’s dark shadows surround us, - Calm, when the winds of adversity blow;”-- - - - _Stonewall_: (E. V. M.) - - “Weep for the mighty dead, - The nation’s joy and pride:”-- - - - _The Stonewall Cemetery_: Lines written by Mrs. M. B. Clark - of North Carolina (“Tenella”) in behalf of the “Stonewall” - Cemetery, Winchester, Virginia. (E. V. M.) - - “The storm of war which swept our country wide, - Like snow-flakes, scattered graves on every side,”-- - - - _Stonewall Jackson_: Air, “Star Spangled Banner.” (J. M. S.) - - “Oh, say, who is he, through the wilderness dark, - With his warrior legions advancing to battle?”-- - - - _Stonewall Jackson_: Air, The “Coronack.” (Fag.) - - “Unmoved in the battle, - Whilst friends and foes swerved,”-- - - - _Stonewall Jackson_: By H. L. Flash, May 10, 1863. (E. V. M.) - - “Not midst the lightning of the stormy fight, - Not in the rush upon the vandal foe”-- - - - _Stonewall Jackson_: By L. H. M., Huntsville, Alabama, May 18, - 1863. (Im.) - - “He sleeps ’neath the soil that the hero loved well, - In the land of his birth, his own sunny South,”-- - - - _Stonewall Jackson_: “Canada pays a tribute to the Lion of - the Valley. The following appeared originally in the Montreal - _Advertiser_.” (S. L. M., Ed. Table. September and October, - ’62.) - - “Not in the dim Cathedral, - Filled with the organ’s tones,”-- - - - _Stonewall Jackson_: By the Kilkenny Man (Dublin Nation). - [Irish?] (Amaranth.) - - “God rest you! Stonewall Jackson-- - Now your gallant heart is still,”-- - - - _Stonewall Jackson: In Memoriam_: May 20, 1863. (W. L.) - - “Oh! weep, our gallant chief’s among the dead! - Cold lies the sod above his noble head,”-- - - - _Stonewall Jackson_: Mortally Wounded--“The Brigade must not - know, sir.” (W. G. S.) - - “‘Who’ve ye got there?’ ‘Only a dying brother, - Hurt at the front just now,’”-- - - - _Stonewall Jackson_: A Dirge. (W. G. S.) - - “Go to thy rest, great chieftain! - In the zenith of thy fame,”-- - - - _Stonewall Jackson on the Eve of Battle_: By Mrs. Catherine A. - Warfield. (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “In the camp the waning watch-fire, - Throws a dim and lurid glare,”-- - - - _Stonewall Jackson’s Grave_: By Mrs. M. J. Preston of - Lexington, Virginia. (E. V. M.) - - “A simple sodded mound of earth, - With not a line above it,”-- - - - _“Stonewall” Jackson’s Way_: By John Williamson Palmer, M.D. - Oakland, Md., September 17, 1862. S. L. M., Ed. Table, Feb., - ’63. (E. V. M.) - - “Come, stack arms, men! Pile on the rails; - Stir up the camp fire bright;”-- - - - _Stonewall Song_: Air, “Wait for the Wagon.” (Randolph.) - - “Come, Louisiana soldiers, and listen to my Song, - And if you’ll just be patient, I won’t detain you long:”-- - - - _Stonewall’s Sable Seers_: By Mrs. C. A. Warfield. Beechmore, - Oldham County, Kentucky. (E. V. M.) - - “‘I’ll tell you wat, ole Cato,’ - Quoth Cuff by the bright camp fire,”-- - - - _Story of the Merrimac_: As told to the Watt’s Creek Picket. - By Susan Archer Talley. Fort McHenry, April, 1862. (S. L. M., - Sept. & Oct., 1862.) - - “Calm was the earth and calm the air, - And calm the water’s flow,”-- - - - _The Stranger’s Death_: (E. V. M.) - - “No mother bends with tender care, - To kiss his burning brow,”-- - - - _Strike for the South_: (S. B. Liv.) - - “Strike for the South! let her name ever be - The boast of the true and the brave,”-- - - - _Stuart_: By W. Winston Fontaine, of Virginia, May, 1864. (E. - V. M.) - - “Mourn, mourn along thy mountains high! - Mourn, mourn along thine ocean wave!”-- - - - _Stuart_: By Mrs. Henry J. Vose. (Fag.) - - “Oh! mother of states and of men, - Bend low thy queenly head,”-- - - - _Stuart: A Ballad_: By Paul H. Hayne. (Amaranth from the - _Southern Illustrated News_.) - - “A cup of your potent ‘mountain dew,’ - By the camp fire’s ruddy light”-- - - - _The Substitutes_: Dramatic Dialogue. By Paul H. Hayne. (Sunny - from the _Southern Illustrated News_.) - - “How says’t thou? die tomorrow? Oh My Friend! - The bitter, bitter doom!”-- - - - _Sumter: A Ballad of 1861_: By E. O. Murden. (Bohemian from the - Charleston _Courier_.) - - “’Twas on the twelfth of April, - Before the break of day,”-- - - - _Sumter In Ruins_: By W. Gilmore Simms: (W. G. S. from the - Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “Ye batter down the lion’s den, - But yet the lordly beast goes free;”-- - - - _A Sunday Reverie_: By James R. Randall. (E. V. M.) - - “Beyond my dingy window-pane, - This beaming Sunday morn,”-- - - - _Sunny South_: (R. B. B., 109.) - - “To arms, to arms and old Abe shall see, - That we have a Southern Confederacy,”-- - - - _Surrender of the A. N. Va., April 10, 1865_: By Florence - Anderson, Kentucky. (Amaranth.) - - “Have we wept till our eyes were dim with tears, - Have we borne the sorrows of four long years,”-- - - - _Sweethearts and the War_: (R. R.) - - “Oh, dear! it’s shameful, I declare, - To see the men all go,”-- - - - _The Sword of Harry Lee_: By James D. McCabe, Jr. Vicksburg, - Miss. (P. &. P. B.) - - “An aged man all bowed with years, - Sits by his hearthstone old,”-- - - - _The Sword of Robert Lee_: Words by Moina [Rev. A. J. Ryan]. - Music by Armand. (C. S. B.) - - “Forth from its scabbard, pure and bright, - Flashed the sword of Lee,”-- - - - _Taking of Munson’s Hill, Virginia_: (B. C. L., Ledger 1411.) - - “One morning, just before the break of day, - A Major called his men to march away,”-- - - - _Tear Down That Flag_: By Theodore H. Hill. (Bohemian.) - - “Tear down the flag of constellated stars! - Blot out its field of blue!”-- - - - _Tell the Boys the War is Ended_: By Emily J. Moore. (W. G. S.) - - “‘Tell the boys the war is ended,’-- - These were all the words he said,”-- - - - _Tennessee! Fire Away_: (Md. Hist. B.) - - “Black Republican bandits - Have crossed to our shore,”-- - - - _Tennessee!_ Written for _The Avalanche_. (Im.) - - “Farewell, oh Union! once beloved - So tenderly by me;”-- - - - _The Tennessee Exile’s Song_: By P. V. P. (S. S.) - - “I hear the rushing of her streams, - The murmuring of her trees,”-- - - - _Tennessee’s Noble Volunteers_: (Randolph.) - - “Brave men! thou’rt going forth to face - A bold unsulting foe”-- - - - _Terry’s Texas Rangers_: Air, “When the Swallows Homeward Fly.” - By Estelle. (Alsb.) - - “Where the battles fiercest rage, and the red blood thickest lies, - Where the gauntlet and the gage are caught up ’neath burning skies,”-- - - - _The Texan Marseillaise_: By James Haines, of Texas. (W. G. S. - from the _Southern Confederacy_.) - - “Sons of the South, arouse for battle! - Gird on your armor for the fight!”-- - - - _Texas and Virginia_: Air, “Annie Laurie.” By Capt. P. M. - Salor. (Alsb.) - - “The Texas boys are valiant, their courage none deny, - And for their country’s freedom they lay them down and die.”-- - - - _Texas Land!_ Air, “My Maryland.” By John Shearn, Esq., of - Houston. (Alsb.) - - “When first war’s clarions sounded loud, - Texas land, Texas land,”-- - - - _Texas Marseillaise_: By G. B. Milnor. (Alsb.) - - “O ye sons of Freedom! now arise! - ’Tis your Country that calls on you”-- - - - _The Texas Ranger_: Air, “Dixie.” By R. R. Carpenter, Debray’s - Regiment. (Alsb.) - - “Away down South, where the Rio Grande - Rolls its tides thro’ the post-oak sandy,”-- - - - _Texan Rangers_: Published by M. Morgan, Galveston, Texas. - Confederate States, 1861. (R. B. B., 112.) - - “They come! they come! see their bayonets bright, - They sparkle and flash across hollow and height,”-- - - - _Texas Rangers at the Battle of Chickamauga--the Stream of - Death_: Dedicated to Capt. Dave Terry, of General Wharton’s - staff. Air, “American Star.” (Alsb.) - - “Stand firm, Texas Rangers! the foe is advancing, - We’ll drive back the ruffians, or die on the field”-- - - - _Texas Sentinel in Virginia_: By G. B. Milnor. (Alsb.) - - “Luna shone in royal splendor, - Effulgent o’er the Texian tent”-- - - - _The Texas Soldier Boy_: By a lad fifteen years old, of the - Arizona Brigade. (Alsb.) - - “Come all you Texas soldiers, wherever you may be, - I’ll tell you of some trouble that happened unto me”-- - - - _Texian Appeal_: Air, “Bonnie Blue Flag.” By Col. Washington - Hamilton. Cold Springs, Polk Co., Texas. (Alsb.) - - “Dissevered from her sister states, begirt by foes around, - And with her best and bravest bands afar on kindred ground,”-- - - - _Texians, To Your Banner Fly_: Air, “Scots wha’ hae.” By S. P. - R. of Galveston, Texas. August 4, 1863. (Alsb.) - - “Texians, to your banner fly, - Texians, now your valor try,”-- - - - _Thanksgiving for Victory_: Air, “The Watcher.” By Kentucky. - (S. O. S.) - - “Let the church bells anthems peal, - Glad but low;”-- - - - _That Bugler: Or the Upidee Song_: As sung by the Washington - Artillery, New Orleans, 1862. By Sergeant A. G. Knight, 2nd - Co., Bat., Washington Artillery, New Orleans. (Alsb.) - - “The shades of night were falling fast, tra-la-la-tra-la-la, - The bugler blew that well known blast, tra-la-la-tra-la-la,”-- - - - _Them Saucy Masked Batteries_: Air, “Bobbin Around.” (R. B. B., - 112.) - - “The Yankee soldiers went down south, - Bobbin around,”-- - - - _Then and Now_: Written on returning to my home which had been - burned and desolated by Sherman’s army. By J. C. J. (W. L.) - - “I saw a scene at sunrise, - A year or two ago,”-- - - - _There is Life in Old Maryland Yet_: By Cola. Baltimore, March - 25, 1862. (R. B. B. 75.) - - “Again a smothered voice speaks out, - In accents bold and strong,”-- - - - _There is No Peace_: By G. B. S. Cottage Home, 1865. (W. L.) - - “They tell us that glad Peace once more has smiled, - Upon this land from out the summer sky;”-- - - - _There is Nothing Going Wrong_: Dedicated to Old Abe. By A. M. - W. New Orleans, March 4, 1861. (R. R.) - - “There’s a general alarm. - The South’s begun to arm”-- - - - _There’s Life in the Old Land Yet_: By J. B. Baltimore, March - 25, 1862. (R. B. B., 77½.) - - “There’s life in the land that gave Carroll his birth, - Its presence is felt throughout the wise earth”-- - - - _There’s Life in the Old Land Yet_: By Frank Key Howard. (S. S.) - - “Through the soil of old Maryland echoes the tread - Of an insolent soldiery now”-- - - - _There’s Life in the Old Land Yet_: Words by James R. Randall. - (Music by Edward O. Eaton.) (C. S. B. from the New Orleans - _Delta_, September 1, 1861.) - - “By blue Patapsco’s billowy dash - The tyrant’s war-shout comes,”-- - - - _There’s Nobody Hurt_: (R. B. B., 111.) - - “There lives a man in Washington, - A narrow-minded squirt,”-- - - - _They Are Not Dead_: By Fanny Downing. 1865. (C. C.) - - “They are not dead! they do but keep - That vigil, which shall never know,”-- - - - _They Cry Peace, Peace, When There is No Peace_: By Mrs. - Alethea S. Burroughs, of Georgia. (W. G. S. from a Charleston - Broadside.) - - “They are ringing peace on my heavy ear-- - No peace to my heavy heart!”-- - - - _Thinking of the Soldiers_: November 24, 1861. (R. R. from the - Richmond _Dispatch_.) - - “We were sitting around the table - Just a night or two ago”-- - - - _The Thirty-Seventh Congress_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Now, isn’t this Congress of ours something rare? - It wants to see how much poor fools can bear”-- - - - _Thou and I_: By Fanny Downing. (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “Dewy night has fallen, love! - All around lies hushed in sleep”-- - - - _Thou Art Dead, My Mother!_ By Gen. M. Jefferson Thompson. - (Sunny.) - - “I’ve stood ’mid many a battle blast, - And braved the shock of charging horse,”-- - - - _Three Cheers for Our Jack Morgan_: By Eugene Raymond. (J. M. - S.) - - “The snow is in the cloud, - And night is gathering o’er us”-- - - - _The Times_: Inscribed to all “God’s Freemen.” By Kate. Fairfax - Court House, Va. (R. R.) - - “Come, list to my song, - It will not be long,”-- - - - _’Tis Midnight in the Southern Sky_: By Mrs. M. J. Young. - (Alsb.) - - “’Tis midnight in the Southern sky-- - See the starry cross decline!”-- - - - _To A Company of Volunteers--Receiving Their Banner at the - Hands of the Ladies_: By Cora. (S. L. M., July, 1861.) - - “Soldiers, hail, ye gallant band, - Marshalled at your Country’s call,”-- - - - _To a Dear Comforter_: By B. H. Jones. (Sunny.) - - “Musing o’er my gloomy fortune-- - Thinking of a world so drear”-- - - - _To A Mocking Bird_: On being waked by its song, near the - camp, in the dusk of morning. By E. F. W. (Amaranth, from the - _Southern Illustrated News_.) - - “Sweet bird that thrill’st with early note - The hedge-row charred and sere,”-- - - - _The Toast of Morgan’s Men_: By Capt. Thorpe, of Kentucky. (E. - V. M.) - - “Unclaimed in the land that bore us, - Lost in the land we find,”-- - - - _A Toast to Virginia_: Tune: “Red, White and Blue.” (R. B. B., - 113.) - - “A toast to Virginia, God bless her! - The Mother of heroes and states!”-- - - - _To Brother Jonathan, on the Dictatorship of Abe Lincoln_: By - J. I. R., of Richmond. (S. L. M., Ed. Table, April, ’63.) - - “Oh, Jonathan! you little thought, when all your hills, and vales - Rang with the cheers for ‘Honest Abe,’ the splitter of the rails,”-- - - - _To Colonel John H. Morgan, 2d Regiment, Kentucky Cavalry_: By - Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Our hero-chief, Kentucky’s pride, - To whom she gladly doth confide”-- - - - _To Exchange-Commissioner Ould_: By Major George McKnight. “Asa - Hartz.” (Sunny.) - - “Dear Uncle Bob: I fear your head - Has gone a-thinking I am dead;”-- - - - _To General Beauregard_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Rouse thee my sad hero! rouse thee now to the fray! - In the Yankee ranks scatter wild fear and dismay”-- - - - _To General Winfield Scott_: By William H. Holcombe, - Waterproof, Louisiana, August, 1861. (S. L. M., Sept. ’61.) - - “Old Man! I pity thee; but not because, - Too shallow for deep thought and falsely great,”-- - - - _To Go or Not to Go_: By Exempt. (Hubner.) - - “To go or not to go! that is the question, - Whether it pays best to suffer pestering”-- - - - _To Him_: Who was our President, and who is and ever will be - our honored and beloved. By Fanny Downing. (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “From out your prison by the sea, - Your thoughts at least may wander free,”-- - - - _To Johnston’s Name_: In Memory of General A. S. Johnston. - Air, “Roy’s Wife of Aldavallach.” By Judge Tod Robinson, of - California. (Alsb.) - - “We’ll stop the flow of festive mirth-- - From social joys a moment borrow”-- - - - _To Kentuckians_: On the Dispersion of the Convention at - Frankfort, by Col. Gilbert. (W. L.) - - “If in your ‘ashes live their unwonted fires,’ - If ye are sons of your heroic sires”-- - - - _To Kentucky_: By an advocate of State’s Rights. By Kentucky. - (S. O. S.) - - “I lay my hand upon thy breast, - They who strike thee must pierce me first”-- - - - _Toll and Peal: To the Memory of Charles D. Dreux_: By Mrs. - Marie B. Williams. (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “Toll for the warrior! toll! - A requiem sad, yet high”-- - - - _To Madame Therese Pulsky_: Who with her husband, followed - General Kossuth in his Exile. By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “I’m gazing on the pleasant face, - And thinking of the time,”-- - - - _To Maryland--Friends are Nigh_: By William Gilmore Simms. - (Bohemian.) - - “Friends are nigh; despair not, - Though fast in the despot’s chain!”-- - - - _To Miss ----, of Virginia_: By Stella. Alabama, August 1, - 1866. (E. V. M.) - - “Hail gentle patron of our stricken land! - Thrice welcome to our ever grateful shore;”-- - - - _To Miss C. P. B. of Athens, Tennessee_: By Col. B. H. Jones. - Johnson’s Island, July, 1865. (Sunny.) - - “Musing lonely, sadly musing, - Is my Island prison drear,”-- - - - _To Miss K. A. S. of Alexandria, Virginia_: By Col. B. H. - Jones. (Sunny.) - - “Maiden, through death’s gloomy portal, - In the far cerulean blue,”-- - - - _To Mr. Lincoln_: (Randolph.) - - “Old honest Abe, you are a babe, - In military glory;”-- - - - _To Mr. Vallandigham_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “O Chatham of our day, to thee I turn - While my sick heart with freshened strength doth burn,”-- - - - _To Mrs. Rosanna Osterman_: By Col. A. M. Hobby. (Alsb.) - - “Amidst the deep corruption of the age, - Where Vice and Folly universal rage,”-- - - - _To My Soldier Brother_: By Sallie E. Ballard of Texas. (W. G. - S.) - - “When softly gathering shades of ev’n, - Creep o’er the prairies broad and green,”-- - - - _To My Soldier: May God Love Thee, My Beloved, May God Love - Thee!_ (S. L. M., Ed. Table. April, ’63.) - - “Warm from my bosom I send you this, - Deep in my heart these thoughts were nursed,”-- - - - _To My Sons in Virginia_: (Randolph.) - - “My children, I have sent ye forth - To battle for the right”-- - - - _To Our Dead of New Hope_: Corporal W. H. Brunet and Private R. - A. Beidgens. By F. B. Kennesaw Ridge, June 16, 1864. (W. F.) - - “They sleep the deep sleep ’neath the sanctified sod, - Made holy by patriot gore;”-- - - - _Too Young to Die_: By John B. Smith, Nashville, Tennessee, - December, ’64. (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “On the hard fought field where the battle storm - Had echoed its sullen thunder,”-- - - - _The Tories of Virginia_: (R. R. from the Richmond _Examiner_.) - - “In the ages gone by, when Virginia arose - Her honor and truth to maintain,”-- - - - _To Sauerwein_: Air, “My Maryland.” By a Member of the - Baltimore Corn Exchange. Baltimore, June, 1862. (R. B. B., 86.) - - “The Union men have left the flour - Sauerwein! Poor ‘Sour Wine’”-- - - - _To the Baltimore Poet--Thomas H. M-rr-s_: Author of “How They - Act in Baltimore.” By Mephistopheles K. G. S. Baltimore, June - 10, 1862. (R. B. B., 86.) - - “So Tom has turned a poet, what a dear - Dull, stupid trait’rous ass’”-- - - - _To the Beloved Memory of Major General Tom Green_: By Captain - Edwin Hobby. Galveston, May 28, 1864. (Alsb.) - - “In the land of the orange groves, sunshine and flowers, - Is heard the funereal tread,”-- - - - _To the Confederate Dead_: By Col. W. W. Fontaine. Johnson’s - Island, June, 1863. (Sunny.) - - “Comrades, sleep your sleep of glory, - In your narrow soldier graves,”-- - - - _To the Confederate Flag Over Our State House_: Air, “Oh, saw - ye the lass?” By Kentucky. September 6, 1862. (S. O. S.) - - “Float proudly o’er Frankfort, thou flag of my heart! - The dread of oppressors and hirelings thou art,”-- - - - _To the Congress of the C. S. A._: With the design of a Flag. - [By C. B. Northrup]. (Outcast.) - - “Dishonor not our great and ancient flag, - That banner which, through fields of blood,”-- - - - _To the Davis Guards_: By Lt. W. P. Cunningham. (Alsb.) - - “Soldiers! raise your banner proudly, - Let it pierce our Texan sky”-- - - - _To the Front_: By James Barron Hope. (Bohemian.) - - “Hark! now I hear the distant fire, - Our pickets on the line return”-- - - - _To the Governor of Ohio_: Dedicated to Lieut. T. Bullitt, 2d - Reg., Ky. Cavalry. By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Put them in a convict’s cell! - That’s the worst that you can do!”-- - - - _To the Ladies of Baltimore_: By Mrs. Bettie C. Locke. - Shenandoah Valley, May, 1866. (E. V. M.) - - “For those so fair and kind and true, who felt for others grief, - We of the South would now entwine fame’s bright undying wreath!”-- - - - _To the Ladies of Virginia_: By Col. W. W. Fontaine. (Sunny.) - - “Mothers, wives and maidens fair! - Mournful, with disheveled hair,”-- - - - _To the Maryland Sons of Revolutionary Sires!_ Dedicated to - Miss M. H. Air, “Auld Lang Syne.” (R. B. B., 77.) - - “Ye sons of Sires, of manly deeds, who died for love of right, - Again the despot spoils your lands and justice bids you fight”-- - - - _To the Memory of Col. Thos. S. Lubbock_: Dedicated to Gov. E. - F. R. Lubbock. By Col. Alfred M. Hobby. (Alsb.) - - “Drape in gloom our Southern Ensign! Gently fold its crimson bars, - While cypress wreaths around it twine, and dim with tears its burning - stars”-- - - - _To the Memory of General Thomas S. Jackson_: By K., White’s - Battalion, May 17, 1863. (Private Mss.) - - “Give me the death of those - Who for their country die”-- - - - _To the Memory of Jackson of Alexandria, Virginia_: Air, “Scots - wha’ hae wi Wallace bled.” By Andrew Devilbiss. (Wash’n 91.) - - “Here’s to Jackson brave and true, - Whom the base invaders slew,”-- - - - _To the Parents of the Youthful Patriot, Melzar G. Fiske_, - who fell mortally wounded at the battle of Malvern Hill, near - Richmond, July 1, 1862. By their friend and Pastor, Rev. I. W. - K. Handy, D. D. (S. L. M., Ed. Table, March, ’63.) - - “Father! Mother! dry your tears; - Cease your noble boy to mourn,”-- - - - _To The Rappahannock_: By James D. Blackwell. (E. V. M., ’69.) - - “Flow on, thou bright river, flow on to the deep, - And soothe with thy murmurs the dead in their sleep”-- - - - _To The Sons of the Sunny South_: Written by a lad only twelve - or thirteen years old. March 20, 1862. (S. L. M., Ed. Table, - April, ’62.) - - “O that I were a man, that I could grasp the sword, - By love of country and high hopes of victory lured,”-- - - - _To the Southern Cross_: By Henry C. Alexander. (S. L. M., - August, ’63.) - - “Celestial cross, that with such steady gaze, - Dost beam upon the tossing Southern main,”-- - - - _To the Victor Belong the Spoils_: Suggested by the edifying - spectacle of an officer exhibiting publicly on the cars, to his - delighted wife, a carpet-sack filled with silver plate robbed - from Southern homes, and marked with the owner’s names. By - Walker Meriweather Bell. (W. L.) - - “Oh, twine me a garland of laurel, my love! - To rest and recruit from my wounds.”-- - - - _The Tree, The Serpent and The Star_: By A. P. Gray, of South - Carolina. (W. G. S.) - - “From the silver sands of a gleaming shore, - Where the wild sea-waves were breaking”-- - - - _The Trees of the South_: By Rev. A. J. Ryan. (Amaranth): - - “Old trees, old trees, in your mystic gloom, - There is many a warrior laid,”-- - - - _Tribute to the Ladies of New Orleans_: By F. B. Dalton, - Georgia, March 25, 1864. (W. F.) - - “There was a city fabulously grand; - The riches of the world were in her hand,”-- - - - _The Triple-Barred Banner_: By Col. W. S. Hawkins. (Sunny.) - - “Oh, Triple-Barred Banner! the badge of the free! - What coward would falter in duty to thee”-- - - - _The Trooper to His Steed_: By Susan Archer Talley of Virginia. - (Amaranth, from the _Southern Illustrated News_.) - - “Away! my steed in thy joyous pride, - With thy flashing eye, and thy bounding stride!”-- - - - _True-Heart Southrons_: Air, “Blue Bonnets over the Border.” - (R. R.) - - “For trumpet and drum, have the soft voice of maiden; - For the trumpet of armed men, have the maze of the dance;”-- - - - _True Irish Valor_: By Miss Mollie E. Moore. Sabine Pass, - Texas, September 8, 1863. (Alsb.) - - “Thank God! there’s one chord in all men’s hearts - That is tuned alike, the one”-- - - - _True Southern Hearts_: By E. S., Baltimore County, August 19. - (R. B. B., 113.) - - “It is evening of a sultry day, - And my darlings two, on the steps at play”-- - - - _True to His Name_: (R. R., from the New Orleans _True Delta_.) - - “In ancient days, Jehovah said, - In voice both sweet and calm,”-- - - - _True to the Gray_: By Pearl Rivers. A. D., 1865. (C. C.) - - “I cannot listen to your words, - The land is long and wide”-- - - - _True to the Last_: By Col. W. S. Hawkins. (E. V. M.) - - “The bugles blow the battle call, - And through the camp each stalwart band,”-- - - - _A Truth Spoken in Jest_: Inscribed to Private ----, 2d Ky. - Cav., who was wounded in a fight at Paris, Kentucky. Air, “Old - Rosin the bow.” By Kentucky, July 31. (S. O. S.) - - “The tune was, I said, ‘I won’t marry,’ - But oh! how could I then have e’er thought”-- - - - _The Turtle_: (E. V. M.) - - “Caesar, afloat with his fortunes! - And all the world agog!”-- - - - _The Twelfth Star_: Kentucky seceded in convention assembled at - Mayfield. By Kentucky, October, 1861. (S. O. S.) - - “Kentucky’s the twelfth Star. Now she is great, - Greatest in her forgetfulness of self;”-- - - - _A Twilight Prayer_: Written in the dark, Whitsunday morning, - after Beast Butler’s infamously famous order had been - promulgated in New Orleans. By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “God of Battles, hear and save us, - From the foes who would enslave us!”-- - - - _The Two Armies_: By Henry Timrod. (W. G. S. from the _Southern - Illustrated News_.) - - “Two armies stand enrolled beneath, - The banner with the starry wreath”-- - - - _Two Years Ago_: By a drafted Wide-Awake. (R. B. B., 113.) - - “I was a glorious Wide-Awake, - All marching in a row;”-- - - - _The Tyrant’s Cap_: (R. B. B., 71.) - - “The galling chain has fettered now, - Our free and noble state:”-- - - - _Uncle Abe, or a Hit at the Times_: Air, “Villikins and His - Dinah.” 1861. (R. B. B., 71.) - - “In the town of Chicago as you know very well, - Lived a man who aspired in the White House to dwell”-- - - - _Uncle Jerry_: By William H. Holcombe, M.D. (Bohemian.) - - “Why Jerry, what means all this sadness and fear? - Here’s your bitter man! why do you cry?”-- - - - _Uncle Sam_: Air, “Nelly Bly.” By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Uncle Sam! Uncle Sam! De way you take is wrong; - You’ll neber bring us back agin by cruel war and long”-- - - - _Uncle Snow_: (R. B. B., 113.) - - “Oh, my name is Uncle Snow, and I’d have you all to know, - I’m an artist wid de brush by profession;”-- - - - _The Unforgotten_: By W. Winston Fontaine, Virginia. (Amaranth - from the Richmond _Inquirer_.) - - “When golden lines of evening light - Along the tops of mountains rest;”-- - - - _Uniform of Gray_: By Evan Elbert. (S. B. P.) - - “The Briton boasts his coat of red, - With lace and spangles decked”-- - - - _The United States Eagle_: By Kentucky, April 29. (S. O. S.) - - “Straws show the way the wind blows, - And I’ve often thought an emblem grows:”-- - - - _The Unknown Confederate Soldier_: (C. C.) - - “In a little lonely hillock - Where the South wind softly sighs”-- - - - _The Unknown Dead_: To Maj. David Bridgford, C. S. A., as sung - by Miss Ella Wren: Written and composed by John H. Hewitt. - Savannah, Ga. John C. Schreiner & Son. (R. B. M., 1863.) - - “Where the mountain ash nods to the tempest’s wild howling, - Where the echo shrinks in the wall dark and deep”-- - - - _The Unknown Dead_: By Henry Timrod. (W. G. S.) - - “The rain is splashing on my sill, - But all the winds of Heaven are still,”-- - - - _An Unknown Hero_: By Wm. Gordon McCabe, Camp near Richmond, - 1862. (Amaranth, from the _Southern Illustrated News_.) - - “Sweet Malvern Hill is wreathed in flame, - From serried ranks the steel is gleaming”-- - - - _The Unreturning_: (S. S.) - - “The swallow leaves the ancient eaves, - As in the days agone;”-- - - - _Uprise, Ye Braves!_ By G. H. M., of the Washington Artillery. - S. L. M., November and December, 1863. (Bohemian, from the - Richmond _Despatch_.) - - “Uprise, ye braves of Southern birth! - Uplift your flag on high,”-- - - - _Up! Up! Let the Stars of our Banner_: Respectfully Dedicated - to the Soldiers of the South: By M. F. Bigney. (R. R.) - - “Up, up, let the stars of our banner, - Flash out like the brilliants above,”-- - - - _Up With the Flag_: Composed and respectfully dedicated to - the 4th N. C. Troops. By Dr. Wm. B. Harrell. Arranged for - pianoforte by Mrs. Harrell. Richmond, Virginia. George Dunn and - Co. (R. B. M., 1863.) - - “Oh come boys, come with a merry heart and will; up with the flag, - up with the flag - And bear it onward to victory still, up with the flag and away”-- - - - _Valentine_: By F. B. Macon, February 14, 1865. (W. F.) - - “Love dwells within your sunny smiles, - And heaven in your heart”-- - - - _The Valiant Conscript_: (Lee.) - - “How are you, boys, I’m just from camp, - And feel as brave as Caesar;”-- - - - _The Valley of the Shenandoah_: By a soldier of the Army of - Northern Virginia. (E. V. M.) - - “The peace of the valley is fled, - The calm of its once happy bowers”-- - - - _Vanguard of our Liberty._ Air, “Boy’s Wife.” By Kentucky. (S. - O. S.) - - “The Yanks were sure that we were theirs, - Submissive prey of the Northern bears,”-- - - - _The Vanquished Patriot’s Prayer_: (E. V. M.) - - “Ruler of nations! bow thy ear, - I cannot understand”-- - - - _Vengeance Is Mine_: Saith the Lord, “I will repay.” By Walker - Meriweather Bell. (Amaranth.) - - “It is not always dark! - When night’s black shades are round us chill”-- - - - _The Very Latest From Butler_: (R. B. B., 11½.) - - “Some generals love the battle’s roar, - And laurels red and gory;”-- - - - _Vicksburg--A Ballad_: By Paul H. Hayne, Columbia, South - Carolina, August 6, 1862. (W. G. S.) - - “For sixty days and upwards - A storm of shell and shot”-- - - - _Victory_: Written on hearing of the victory of Gen. Morgan at - Hartsville, Tenn. By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Oh, how I thrill in ev’ry nerve! - I, who for tyrants never swerve”-- - - - _The Victory of Truth_: A Story of the Olden Time. By Col. W. - S. Hawkins. (Sunny.) - - “At the trumpet’s blast the gates flew open wide, - And thousands packed the court”-- - - - _Vidi Ami Plorare_: By Lieut. J. E. Dooley. (Sunny.) - - “Methinks I see him even now,-- - His smiling lips and soft blue eyes;”-- - - - _Violets in Lent_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Light is breaking from the clouds, - Wintry snow no more enshroud”-- - - - _Virginia_: (R. B. B., 113.) - - “Three cheers for Virginia, the home of the free, - The birthplace of Washington, the land of liberty”-- - - - _Virginia_: By Catherine M. Warfield. (W. G. S.) - - “Glorious Virginia! Freedom sprang, - Light to her feet at thy trumpets’ clang:”-- - - - _Virginia: A Sonnet_: By Mrs. M. J. Preston. (Beechenbrook.) - - “Grandly thou fillest the world’s eye today, - My proud Virginia. When the gage was thrown”-- - - - _Virginia_: By a Virginia Woman. (W. L.) - - “The mother of States! In song and in story, - Virginia’s the proudest name ever enrolled”-- - - - _Virginia_: A Battle Song. Dedicated to the Virginia - Volunteers. By Mrs. C. J. M. Jordan. (Bohemian.) - - “The cloud is dark,--the storm is nigh, - The foeman’s step advances,”-- - - - _Virginia and Her Defenders_: Air, “Carolina, Carolina.” (Cav.) - - “Virginia, Virginia! your children of glory, - Are wedded forever to historic story”-- - - - _The Virginia and The Blockaders_: By W. S. Forrest. (S. L. M., - June ’63.) - - “The sun looked forth in glory; - A day of joy it seemed;”-- - - - _Virginia Capta_: By Mrs. Margaret J. Preston, April 9, 1866. - (E. V. M.) - - “Unconquered captive, close thine eye, - And draw the ashen sackcloth o’er,”-- - - - _Virginia Desolate_: By Col. W. Winston Fontaine, of Virginia. - (Sunny.) - - “O Virginia, fair Virginia, queen of all our sunny land, - Of the warlike Southern sisters, thou the chosen of the band”-- - - - _Virginia, 1861_: (W. L.) - - “Land of my birth! my love, my pride, all honor to thy name, - Thy children have no cause to blush, though jealous of thy fame!”-- - - - _Virginia Fuit_: By John R. Thompson. (Amaranth.) - - “Consummatum--the work of destruction is done, - The race of the first of the States has been run”-- - - - _Virginia in 1863: A Dialogue_: (C. C.) - - “Child--‘See that blue line, Mother, - Coming ’round the hill’”-- - - - _The Virginia Ladies_: A tribute to Miss Mary Batte, Assistant - Linen Matron, Poplar Lawn Hospital, Georgia, A. D. 1863. (C. C.) - - “Go thou and search the archives, - Of all recorded time”-- - - - _Virginia--Late But Sure_: By William H. Holcombe, M.D. (S. L. - M., Ed. Table, May ’61.) - - “The foe has hemmed us round, we stand at bay, - Here will we perish or be free today!”-- - - - _Virginia to the Rescue_: By Virginia. (Bohemian from the - Richmond _Dispatch_.) - - “‘Virginia to the rescue!’ ’tis her children’s battle cry, - Whose name is it they join with hers, and what echoes fill the sky?”-- - - - _Virginian Marseillaise_: With French and English Versions. - Arranged for pianoforte by F. W. Rosier. (R. B. M.) - - “Virginia hears the dreadful summons, - Sounding hoarsely from afar”-- - - - _The Virginians of the Shenandoah Valley_: “Sic Jurat.” By - Frank O. Ticknor, M.D. Torch Hall, Georgia. (W. G. S.) - - “The knightliest of the knightly race, - Who, since the days of old,”-- - - - _Virginia’s Dead_: (E. V. M.) - - “Proud Mother of a race that reared-- - The brave and good of ours,”-- - - - _Virginia’s Jewels_: By Miss Rebecca Powell of Virginia. (E. V. - M.) - - “‘These are my jewels,’ said a Roman dame, - Long years ago.--Virginia says the same,”-- - - - _The Virginia’s Knocking Around_: By M., Baltimore, March 30, - 1863. (Md. Hist. B.) - - “’Twas on a windy night in March, - In a chamber lone at Washington”-- - - - _Virginia’s Message to the Southern States_: (R. R.) - - “You dared not think I’d never come, - You could not doubt your Mother;”-- - - - _Virginia’s Rallying Call_: By Louise Elemjay. (Bohemian.) - - “Come, to my side, my gallant children come, - Heard ye that edict of yon caitiff scum:”-- - - - _Virginia’s Tribute to Her Daughters_: By Cora. January, 1863. - (S. L. M., March, ’63.) - - “Ye daughters of Virginia a joyous anthem raise, - Your Mother State doth honor you with richest meed of praise,”-- - - - _A Voice from the Old Maryland Line_: Air, “Maryland, My - Maryland.” By N. G. R. (Dr. N. G. Ridgley.) Baltimore, October - 27, 1861. (R. B. B., 70.) - - “The Old Line’s foot is on thy shore, Maryland, - Returned triumphant as of yore! Maryland”-- - - - _A Voice from the South_: Inscribed to Queen Victoria. By Rosa - Vertner Jeffrey, January, 1863. (E. V. M.) - - “From our ancient moss-veiled forests, - Jasmine bowers, savannahs green”-- - - - _The Voice of the South_: By Tyrtaeus. (W. G. S., from the - Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “’Twas a goodly boon that our fathers gave, - And fits but ill to be held by the slave;”-- - - - _Voices of the Winds_: By Major S. Yates Levy, of Georgia. - (Sunny.) - - “Folded in the thoughtful mantle, - Night around the wretched binds;”-- - - - _The Volunteer_: Air, “The Girl I Left Behind Me.” (C. S. B.) - - “The hour was sad, I left the maid, - A lingering farewell taking”-- - - - _The Volunteer, or, It is My Country’s Call_: By Harry - McCarthy. (C. S. B.) - - “I leave my home and thee, dear, with sorrow in my heart, - It is my country’s call, dear, to aid her I depart”-- - - - _Volunteer Mess Song_: John Hopkins, Printer, New Levee St., - 4th D. (Wash’n, 216.) - - “Here’s to our Generals brave, who we know will well behave, - With their officers and soldiers to sustain em! ha! ha!”-- - - - _Volunteer Song_: Written for the Ladies’ Military Fair held - at New Orleans, 1861. Published in the New Orleans _Picayune_, - April 28, 1861, and sung by the regiments departing for - Virginia. (Phot. Hist.) - - “Go soldiers, arm you for the fight, - God shield the cause of Justice, Right:”-- - - - _Volunteered_: (S. S.) - - “I know the sun shines, and the lilacs are blowing, - And the summer sends kisses by beautiful May”-- - - - _The Volunteer’s Return_: By Lieut. Howard C. Wright. (Sunny.) - - “’Tis just three years this morning, - Since last I viewed this spot;”-- - - - _The Volunteers to the “Melish:”_ By William C. Estres. (R. R.) - - “Come forth, ye gallant heroes, - Rub up each rusty gun,”-- - - - _Wait For the Wagon_: New Song Revised by Dr. Hopkins. - (Hopkins.) - - “South Carolina, a fiery little thing, - Said she wouldn’t stay in a government - Where Cotton wasn’t King;”-- - - - _Wait till the War, Love, is Over_: Words by A. J. Andrews, - Music by C. W. Burton. Richmond, Virginia. (R. B. M., 1864.) - - “’Twas gentle spring, the flowers were bright, - The bird’s sweet song was lovely”-- - - - _Waiting_: By William Shepardson. (Bohemian.) - - “All day long beside the window, - Gazing through the mist and rain,”-- - - - _Waiting For a Battle_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “As one oppressed who feels the coming of - A storm, insensible to splendor of”-- - - - _The War, by Walt Whitman_: (By John R. Thompson): (S. L. M., - Ed. Table, January, 1862.) - - “I sing of war-- - Grim-visaged, bloody-handed, rough-shod War, striking out from the - shoulder”-- - - - _The War Chief Magruder_: Air, “Hail to the Chief.” By Col. H. - Washington. (Alsb.) - - “Hail to the Chief! who in triumph has scatter’d - The clouds that o’er Texas so gloomily press’d”-- - - - _The War-Christian’s Thanksgiving_: Respectfully dedicated - to the War-Clergy of the United States, Bishops, Priests and - Deacons. Jeremiah xxxxviii, 10. By S. Teackle Wallis, Fort - Warren, 1863. (E. V. M.) - - “O God of battles! once again, - With banner, trump and drum,”-- - - - _War-Shirkers_: By Teke, of Travis County. (Alsb.) - - “A brood of skulkers are ye all! - As deaf as adders to the call”-- - - - _War Song_: (R. R.) - - “Come! come! come! - Come, brothers, you are called,”-- - - - _War Song_: (Randolph.) - - “Now is the hour, men of the South, - To strike for life or death”-- - - - _War Song_: Air, “March, March, Eltrick and Teviotdale.” (R. R. - from the Charleston _Mercury_.) - - “March, march, on brave ‘Palmetto’ boys”-- - - - _War Song_: Tune, “Bonnie Blue Flag.” By J. H. Woodcock. (R. R.) - - “Huzza! huzza! let’s raise the battle cry, - And whip the Yankees from our land,”-- - - - _War Song (Manassas Hymn)_: Air, “Liberty Duet” in “Il - Puritani.” (S. L. M., Feb. and March, ’62.) - - “Awake! arise my warriors! - Liberty, your mother calls to you!”-- - - - _A War Song for Virginia_: (R. R.) - - “Sound, Virginia, sound your clarion! - From your serried ranks of war!”-- - - - _War Song of The Partisan Ranger_: Dedicated to Captain John H. - Morgan. Air, “McGregor’s Gathering.” By Benjamin F. Porter. (J. - M. S. from the Greenville, Alabama, _Observer_): - - “The forests are green by the homes of the South - But the hearth stones are red with the blood of her youth;”-- - - - _The War Storm_: By C. J. H. (R. R.) - - “Often, by a treacherous sea-side, - I have heard the ocean’s roar,”-- - - - _War-Waves_: By Catherine Gendron Poyas, of Charleston. (W. G. - S.) - - “What are the war-waves saying, - As they compass us around?”-- - - - _The Warrior’s Steed_: By Mrs. V. E. W. (McCord) Vernon, - Richmond, March 22, 1862. (C. C.) - - “A day of wrath, was that which shone, - Upon Manassas’ plain”-- - - - _The Waste of War_: (E. V. M.) - - “Give me the gold that war had cost, - Before this peace-expanding day”-- - - - _Wearing of the Grey_: By O. K. P. (Wash’n. 218.) - - “Our cannon’s mouths are dumb--no more - Our volleyed muskets peal,”-- - - - _Wearing of the Grey_: By a Mississippian. (E. V. M.) - - “Oh, have you heard the cruel news? - Alas! it is too true;”-- - - - _Wearin’ of the Gray_: By Tar Heel. (Fag.) - - “Oh! Johnny, dear, and did you hear the news that’s lately spread, - That never more the Southern cross must rear its stately head;”-- - - - _We Come! We Come!_ Dedicated to the Crescent Regiment, of New - Orleans, Col. M. J. Smith. By Millie Mayfield. (R. R.) - - “We come! we come, for Death or life, - For the Grave, or Victory!”-- - - - _We Conquer or Die_: Composed by James Pierpont. (J. M. S.) - - “The war drum is beating, prepare for the fight, - The stern bigot Northmen exalts in his light,”-- - - - _Weep, Weep_: By Refugee, May, 1865. (E. V. M.) - - “Weep! for a fallen land, - For an unstained flag laid low;”-- - - - _We Know That We Were Rebels, or Why Can We Not Be Brothers_: - By Clarence Prentice. (Alsb.) - - “Why can we not be brothers? the battle now is o’er, - We’ve laid our bruised arms on the field, to take them up no more;”-- - - - _Welcome “Jeff” to Baltimore_: Air, “Annie of the Vale.” (R. B. - B., 71.) - - “In charms now we slumber, and insults in number - We hear from our insolent foes;”-- - - - _A Welcome to the Invader_: “An Ode,” addressed to the picked - men of Col. Wilson’s New York command. (R. R. from the - _Charleston Courier_.) - - “What! have ye come to spoil our fields, - Black hearts and bloody hands!”-- - - - _We Left Him on the Field_: By Miss Marie E. Jones, of - Galveston. (Alsb.) - - “We left him on the crimson’d field, - Where battle storms had swept,”-- - - - _We’ll Be Free in Maryland_: Air, “Gideon’s Band.” By Robert E. - Holtz, January 30, 1862. (R. R.) - - “The boys down South in Dixie’s land, - Will come and rescue Maryland”-- - - - _Western Dixie_: By Mrs. Virginia Smith. (Im.) - - “Come along, boys, we’ll go off to the wars, - Never mind the times, we’ll all march cheerily,”-- - - - _We Swear_: (C. S. B. from the Louisville _Courier_.) - - “Kneel, ye Southrons, kneel and swear, - On your bleeding country’s altar,”-- - - - _What are Trumps?_ By James B. Randall. (S. L. M., Ed. Table, - December, ’61.) - - “Not Diamonds: Mason breaks bedight, - Beyond their leprosy of light,”-- - - - _What! Have Ye Thought?_ (W. G. S., from the Charleston - _Mercury_.) - - “What! have ye thought to pluck - Victory from chance and luck”-- - - - _What The Bugles Say_: Inscribed to Captain Ben. Lane Posey. By - A. B. Meek. (Bohemian.) - - “Hark! the bugles on the hill! - Tarala! Tarala!”-- - - - _What the South Winds Say_: (R. R. from the Richmond - _Dispatch_.) - - “Faint as the echo of an echo born, - A bugle note swells on the air,”-- - - - _What the Village Bell Said_: By John C. M’Lemore of South - Carolina (mortally wounded at the battle of Seven Pines). (W. - G. S.) - - “For many a year in the village church, - Above the world have I made my home;”-- - - - _What Tho’ These Limbs_: Written by Col. Benjamin Anderson of - Louisville, Kentucky, on the prison wall in Cincinnati, shortly - before committing suicide. (W. L.) - - “What tho’ these limbs be bound with iron cords. - Still am I free!”-- - - - _What Time is This for Dreaming?_ By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “What time is this for dreaming, - When hearts are breaking round?”-- - - - _When Peace Returns_: By Olivia Tully Thomas. (W. G. S., - Published in the Granada _Picket_.) - - “When ‘war has smoothed his wrinkled front,’ - And meek-eyed peace returning,”-- - - - _When Pleasure’s Flowery Paths_: By a prisoner in solitary - confinement, May 28th, 1865. (W. L.) - - “When pleasure’s flowery paths I trod, - My eyes were bent on earth alone,”-- - - - _When That Cruel War Began_: By Thomas Q. Barnes. (Barnes.) - - “The tocsin of war it sounded its knell - O’er the length and breadth of our sunny land”-- - - - _When the Boys Come Home_: (Fag.) - - “The boys are coming home again, - This war will soon be o’er,”-- - - - _When the War is Over: A Christmas Lay_: By Margaret J. - Preston. (Beechenbrook.) - - “Ah, the happy Christmas times, - Times we all remember,”-- - - - _When This Cruel War is Over_: Ballad. Words by Charles C. - Sawyer, Richmond, Va. Music by Henry Tucker. George Dunn and - Co. (R. B. M.) - - “Dearest one, do you remember, - When we last did meet?”-- - - - _When Will the War be Over?_ (Alsb.) - - “When will the war be over? asked a veteran whose sun-brown’d face - Implied in the ranks of the gallant he’d early sought a place,”-- - - - _Where Are You Going, Abe Lincoln?_ Air, “Lord Lovell.” (Alsb.) - - “Abe Lincoln he stood at the White House Gate, - Combing his milk-white steed,”-- - - - _Where is the Rebel Fatherland_: By Mrs. M. J. P. [Mrs. - Margaret J. Preston]. (C. C.) - - “Where is the Rebel Fatherland-- - Is it Maryland, dear Maryland”-- - - - _Where My Heart Is_: Air, “My Heart’s in the Highlands.” By - Kentucky: (S. O. S.) - - “My heart’s with our brave men, my heart is not here, - For wherever I look, there Dutch soldiers appear;”-- - - - _Who Will Care for Mother, Now?_ (Alsb.) - - “Why am I so weak and weary? see how faint my heated breath! - All around to me seems darkness--tell me, comrades, is this death?”-- - - - _Why Should the South Rejoice_: By A. Moise, Jr. Richmond, - Virginia, July 4, 1866. (C. C.) - - “Rejoice for what? For fields destroyed, for homes in ashes laid? - For maiden at the altar slain--victim of fiendish raid?”-- - - - _The Wide-Awakes_: (R. B. B., 116) - - “O, what is all this noise about, - This midnight confusion?”-- - - - _Will No One Write to Me?_ By Major George McKnight (“Asa - Hartz”) Johnson’s Island, January 1, 1864. (Sunny.) - - “The list is called, and one by one - The anxious crowd now melts away,”-- - - - _William Price_: Member of the Maryland “State” Senate and - author of the infamous Treason Bill. Air, “John Todd.” (R. B. - B., 94.) - - “Your Sharp Treason Bill, William Price”-- - - - _William Courtland Price_: By Julia Pleasants Creswell. (S. L. - M., November and December, 1862.) - - “He came with youth and hope and swelling heart; - And freely cast them in the unequal scale;”-- - - - _Will You Go!_ By Estelle. (R. R.) - - “Will you go? will you go? - Where the foeman’s steel is bright”-- - - - _A Wind from the South_: Written for the _Fair Journal_, - Southern Relief Fair of Baltimore, April 2, 1866. By C. C. (E. - V. M.) - - “--I sing of the South, - Not as she was in her pride of yore,”-- - - - _Woman’s Love_: By Lieut. H. C. Wright. (Sunny.) - - “Wildly raging were the billows, - Wildly heaving was the sea,”-- - - - _Woman’s Prayer_: Dedicated to Colonel Lane’s Regiment, Texas - Cavalry. (Alsb.) - - “O Soldier, is thy weary heart with care and woe, oppress’d? - Is courage failing? hope departing from thy weary breast?”-- - - - _The Word_: October, 1861. (R. N. S., from the Louisville - _Journal_.) - - “Arm! - Arm without any words!”-- - - - _A Word with the West_: By John R. Thompson. Richmond, December - 1, 1862. (S. S., appearing originally in the _Southern - Illustrated News_.) - - “Once more to the breach for the land of the West, - And a leader we give of our bravest and best,”-- - - - _The Work of an Ironclad_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Come, my fair one, sit thee down, - And sing for me thy sweetest song”-- - - - _Worthier_: ---- was shot in trying to escape from Rock Island. - By Kentucky (S. O. S.) - - “My best friend dead! yes; shot that he did try, - From prison to escape”-- - - - _Would’st Thou Have Me Love Thee_: By Alexander B. Meek. (W. G. - S., from the Richmond Dispatch: also under title of _War Song_.) - - “Would’st thou have me love thee, dearest, - With a woman’s proudest heart,”-- - - - _Woven Fancies_: By Mrs. Fanny Downing, North Carolina, 1862. - (Amaranth.) - - “I sit before my loom, today, - And with untiring fingers ply,”-- - - - _The Wreck of the Florida’s Boat_: 16th July, 1864. (In memory - of M’d’m Wm. Beverley Sinclair of Virginia.) By Luola. (E. V. - M.) - - “Oh! many a youth has fallen, - Out on the battle plain;”-- - - - _Written Before the Secession of Virginia_: By Mrs. Rebecca - Tabb, of Gloucester, Virginia. (E. V. M.) - - “Weep! yes, we will weep; but not from coward fears, - Poor woman! what has she to give her country save her tears?”-- - - - _The Yankee Devil_: Cave Spring, Georgia, April 11, 1863. (R. - R.) - - “Hurrah! Hurrah! good news and true, - Our woes will soon be past;”-- - - - _Yankee Doodle_: (“An absurd thing, which came to us all the - way from Canada, where we have plenty of friends.”) (S. L. M., - Ed. Table, January, ’62.) - - “Yankee Doodle ran away, - Dixie he ran after”-- - - - _Yankee Doodle’s Ride to Richmond_: By Rev. E. P. Birch, of La - Grange, Georgia. (Bohemian.) - - “I sing of Yankee Doodle’s ride to famous Richmond town, - A gallant knight in truth was he, of valour and renown,”-- - - - _Yankee Joke in Texas_: By Ned Bracken. (Alsb.) - - “Messrs. Yankees came one day, - To stroll upon our beach;”-- - - - [_Yankee Money_]: Air, “Little More Cider, Cider Do.” By - Captain T. F. Roche, C. S. A., Fort Delaware, 1865. (Roche.) - - “Now when dis war is over, and all de fighting done, - And every hungry rebel will leave at once for home”-- - - - _The Yankee President_: By Dr. Gilbert, of Houston, January 13, - 1863. (Alsb.) - - “I’ll sing you a new-made song, made by a modern pate, - Of a real Yankee President, who took the helm of State,”-- - - - _Yankee Vandals_: Air, “Gay and Happy.” (R. B. B., 117.) - - “The Northern Abolition vandals - Who have come to free the slave”-- - - - _Ye Batteries of Beauregard_: By J. C. Barrick of Kentucky. (W. - G. S.) - - “Ye batteries of Beauregard! - Pour your hail from Moultries Wall”-- - - - _Ye Cavaliers of Dixie_: By Benjamin F. Porter of Alabama. (W. - G. S.) - - “Ye Cavaliers of Dixie - That guard our Southern shores”-- - - - _Ye Flight of Ye Rayl Splitter: A Ballad_: (P. & P. B. from the - New Orleans _Crescent_.) - - “Of all ye flyghts that ever were flown - By several persons, or one alone”-- - - - _Ye Gallant Sons of Carolina_: (Randolph.) - - “Ye gallant sons of Carolina, - Listen to your country’s call,”-- - - - _Ye Men of Alabama_: Air, “Ye Mariners of England.” By John D. - Phelan of Montgomery, Alabama. (W. G. S. from the Montgomery - _Advertiser_ of October, 1860.) - - “Ye men of Alabama, - Awake, arise, awake!”-- - - - _Ye Shall Be Free_: By Kentucky. (S. O. S.) - - “Ye shall be free, - For with our guns we will stand o’er you,”-- - - - _Yes, Build Your Walls_: (W. G. S. from the Charleston - _Mercury_.) - - “Yes, build your walls of stone or sand, - But know when all is builded--then”-- - - - _Yes, Call us Rebels! ’Tis the Name_: By Albert Pike of - Arkansas. (E. V. M., from the New Orleans _Picayune_, May, - 1861.) - - “Yes, call us rebels! ’tis the name - Our patriot fathers bore,”-- - - - _You Are Going to the Wars, Willie Boy_: By John H. Hewitt. - (Beau.) - - “You are going to the wars, Willie Boy, Willie Boy, - You are going to the wars far away”-- - - - _You’ll Tell Her, Won’t You?_ (E. V. M.) - - “You’ll tell her, won’t you? Say to her I died - As a brave soldier should--true to the last;”-- - - - _Young Dodger Vs. Old Croaker_: Dialogue. (Alsb.) - - “These croakers all I really hate, and love to hate them, too, - Convention men, submissionists, disloyal and not true;”-- - - - _A Young Girl’s Foreboding_: By Kentucky, August 2, 1862. (S. - O. S.) - - “Ah! it is very hard - To think my home may go”-- - - - _Young Recruit_: (Randolph.) - - “See! there’s ribbons gaily streaming. - I’m a soldier now, Lizette:”-- - - - _Young Volunteer_: By John H. Hewitt. (Beau.) - - “Our flag is unfurl’d and our arms flash bright, - As the sun wades up the sky;”-- - - - _Your Mission_: (S. S., from the Charleston _Courier_.) - - “Fold away all your bright-tinted dresses, - Turn the key on your jewels today”-- - - - _Zollicoffer_: Killed in the Battle of Somerset, Kentucky, - January 19, 1862. By H. L. Flash. S. L. M., Ed., April, 1862. - (E. V. M.) - - “First in the fight, and first in arms, - Of the white-winged angels of glory,”-- - - - - -Transcriber’s Notes - -Obvious typographical errors have been silently corrected. 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