ed in Libby yonder,
They starved in the foul stockade,--
Hearing afar the thunder
Of the Union cannonade!
But the old wounds all are healed,
And the dungeoned limbs are free,--
The Blue Frocks rise from the field,
The Blue Jackets out of the sea.
They've 'scaped from the torture-den,
They've broken the bloody sod,
They're all come to life agen!--
The Third of a Million men
That died for Thee and for God!
A tenderer green than May
The Eternal Season wears,--
The blue of our summer's day
Is dim and pallid to theirs,--
The Horror faded away,
And 'twas heaven all unawares!
Tents on the Infinite Shore!
Flags in the azuline sky,
Sails on the seas once more!
To-day, in the heaven on high,
All under arms once more!
The troops are all in their lines,
The guidons flutter and play;
But every bayonet shines,
For all must march to-day.
What lofty pennons flaunt?
What mighty echoes haunt,
As of great guns, o'er the main?
Hark to the sound again!
The Congress is all-ataunt!
The Cumberland's manned again!
All the ships and their men
Are in line of battle to-day,--
All at quarters, as when
Their last roll thundered away,--
All at their guns, as then,
For the Fleet salutes to-day.
The armies, have broken camp
On the vast and sunny plain,
The drums are rolling again;
With steady, measured tramp,
They're marching all again.
With alignment firm and solemn,
Once again they form
In mighty square and column,--
But never for charge and storm.
The Old Flag they died under
Floats above them on the shore,
And on the great ships yonder
The ensigns dip once more,--
And once again the thunder
Of the thirty guns and four!
In solid platoons of steel,
Under heaven's triumphal arch,
The long lines break and wheel;
And the word is, "Forward, march!"
The colors ripple o'erhead,
The drums roll up to the sky,
And with martial time and tread
The regiments all pass by,--
The ranks of our faithful Dead,
Meeting their President's eye.
With a soldier's quiet pride
They smile o'er the perished pain,
For their anguish was not vain,--
For thee, O Father, we died!
And we
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