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# Leaves of Grass (1882)/Drum-Taps/An Army Corps on the March

AN ARMY CORPS ON THE MARCH.
With its cloud of skirmishers in advance, With now the sound of a single shot snapping like a whip, and now an irregular volley, The swarming ranks press on and on, the dense brigades press on, Glittering dimly, toiling under the sun—the dust-cover'd men, In columns rise and fall to the undulations of the ground, With artillery interspersed—the wheels rumble, the horses sweat, As the army corps advances.
# Leaves of Grass (1882)/Drum-Taps/As I Lay with My Head in Your Lap Camerado

AS I LAY WITH MY HEAD IN YOUR LAP CAMERADO.
As I lay with my head in your lap camerado, The confession I made I resume, what I said to you and the open air I resume, I know I am restless and make others so, I know my words are weapons full of danger, full of death, For I confront peace, security, and all the settled laws, to unsettle them, I am more resolute because all have denied me than I could ever have been had all accepted me, I heed not and have never heeded either experience, cautions, majorities, nor ridicule, And the threat of what is call'd hell is little or nothing to me, And the lure of what is call'd heaven is little or nothing to me; Dear camerado! I confess I have urged you onward with me, and still urge you, without the least idea what is our destination, Or whether we shall be victorious, or utterly quell'd and defeated.
# Leaves of Grass (1882)/Drum-Taps/Bivouac on a Mountain Side

BIVOUAC ON A MOUNTAIN SIDE.
I see before me now a traveling army halting, Below a fertile valley spread, with barns and the orchards of summer, Behind, the terraced sides of a mountain, abrupt, in places rising high, Broken, with rocks, with clinging cedars, with tall shapes dingily seen, The numerous camp-fires scatter'd near and far, some away up on the mountain, The shadowy forms of men and horses, looming, large-sized, flickering, And over all the sky—the sky! far, far out of reach, studded, breaking out, the eternal stars.
# Leaves of Grass (1882)/Drum-Taps/Adieu to a Soldier

ADIEU TO A SOLDIER.
Adieu O soldier, You of the rude campaigning, (which we shared,) The rapid march, the life of the camp, The hot contention of opposing fronts, the long manœuvre, Red battles with their slaughter, the stimulus, the strong terrific game, Spell of all brave and manly hearts, the trains of time through you and like of you all fill'd, With war and war's expression.
Adieu dear comrade, Your mission is fulfill'd—but I, more warlike, ​Myself and this contentious soul of mine, Still on our own campaigning bound, Through untried roads with ambushes opponents lined, Through many a sharp defeat and many a crisis, often baffled, Here marching, ever marching on, a war fight out—aye here, To fiercer, weightier battles give expression.
# Leaves of Grass (1882)/Drum-Taps/By the Bivouac's Fitful Flame

BY THE BIVOUAC'S FITFUL FLAME.
By the bivouac's fitful flame, A procession winding around me, solemn and sweet and slow—but first I note, The tents of the sleeping army, the fields' and woods' dim outline, The darkness lit by spots of kindled fire, the silence, Like a phantom far or near an occasional figure moving, The shrubs and trees, (as I lift my eyes they seem to be stealthily watching me,) While wind in procession thoughts, O tender and wondrous thoughts, Of life and death, of home and the past and loved, and of those that are far away; A solemn and slow procession there as I sit on the ground, By the bivouac's fitful flame.
# Leaves of Grass (1882)/Drum-Taps/Cavalry Crossing a Ford

CAVALRY CROSSING A FORD.
A line in long array where they wind betwixt green islands, They take a serpentine course, their arms flash in the sun—hark to the musical clank, Behold the silvery river, in it the splashing horses loitering stop to drink, Behold the brown-faced men, each group, each person, a picture, the neghgent rest on the saddles, Some emerge on the opposite bank, others are just entering the ford—while, Scarlet and blue and snowy white, The guidon flags flutter gayly in the wind.
# Leaves of Grass (1882)/Drum-Taps/As Toilsome I Wander'd Virginia's Woods

AS TOILSOME I WANDER'D VIRGINIA'S WOODS.
As toilsome I wander'd Virginia's woods, To the music of rustling leaves kick'd by my feet, (for 'twas autumn,) I mark'd at the foot of a tree the grave of a soldier; Mortally wounded he and buried on the retreat, (easily all could I understand,) The halt of a mid-day hour, when up! no time to lose—yet this sign left, On a tablet scrawl'd and nail'd on the tree by the grave, Bold, cautious, true, and my loving comrade.
Long, long I muse, then on my way go wandering, Many a changeful season to follow, and many a scene of life, ​Yet at times through changeful season and scene, abrupt, alone, or in the crowded street, Comes before me the unknown soldier's grave, comes the inscription rude in Virginia's woods, Bold, cautious, true, and my loving comrade.
# Leaves of Grass (1882)/Drum-Taps/A Sight in Camp in the Daybreak Gray and Dim

A SIGHT IN CAMP IN THE DAYBREAK GRAY AND DIM.
A sight in camp in the daybreak gray and dim, As from my tent I emerge so early sleepless, As slow I walk in the cool fresh air the path near by the hospital tent, Three forms I see on stretchers lying, brought out there untended lying, Over each the blanket spread, ample brownish woolen blanket, Gray and heavy blanket, folding, covering all.
Curious I halt and silent stand, Then with light fingers I from the face of the nearest the first just lift the blanket; Who are you elderly man so gaunt and grim, with well-gray'd hair, and flesh all sunken about the eyes? Who are you my dear comrade?
Then to the second I step—and who are you my child and darling? Who are you sweet boy with cheeks yet blooming?
Then to the third—a face nor child nor old, very calm, as of beautiful yellow-white ivory; Young man I think I know you—I think this face is the face of the Christ himself, Dead and divine and brother of all, and here again he lies.
# Leaves of Grass (1882)/Drum-Taps/Beat! Beat! Drums!

BEAT! BEAT! DRUMS!
Beat! beat! drums!—blow! bugles! blow! Through the windows—through doors—burst like a ruthless force, Into the solemn church, and scatter the congregation, Into the school where the scholar is studying; Leave not the bridegroom quiet—no happiness must he have now with his bride, Nor the peaceful farmer any peace, ploughing his field or gathering his grain, So fierce you whirr and pound you drums—so shrill you bugles blow.
Beat! beat! drums!—blow! bugles! blow! Over the traffic of cities—over the rumble of wheels in the streets; Are beds prepared for sleepers at night in the houses? no sleepers must sleep in those beds, No bargainers' bargains by day—no brokers or speculators—would they continue? Would the talkers be talking? would the singer attempt to sing? Would the lawyer rise in the court to state his case before the judge? Then rattle quicker, heavier drums—you bugles wilder blow.
Beat! beat! drums!—blow! bugles! blow! Make no parley—stop for no expostulation, Mind not the timid—mind not the weeper or prayer, Mind not the old man beseeching the young man, Let not the child's voice be heard, nor the mother's entreaties, Make even the trestles to shake the dead where they lie awaiting the hearses, So strong you thump O terrible drums—so loud you bugles blow.
# Leaves of Grass (1882)/Drum-Taps/City of Ships

CITY OF SHIPS.
City of ships! (O the black ships! O the fierce ships! O the beautiful sharp-bow'd steam-ships and sail-ships!) ​City of the world! (for all races are here, All the lands of the earth make contributions here;) City of the sea! city of hurried and glittering tides! City whose gleeful tides continually rush or recede, whirling in and out with eddies and foam! City of wharves and stores—city of tall fagades of marble and iron! Proud and passionate city—mettlesome, mad, extravagant city! Spring up O city—not for peace alone, but be indeed yourself, warlike! Fear not—submit to no models but your own O city! Behold me—incarnate me as I have incarnated you! I have rejected nothing you offer'd me—whom you adopted I have adopted, Good or bad I never question you—I love all—I do not condemn any thing, I chant and celebrate all that is yours—yet peace no more, In peace I chanted peace, but now the drum of war is mine, War, red war is my song through your streets, O city!
# Notable South Australians/Joel Roberts

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Joel Roberts,
IS of Yorkshire descent, and in early life associated with the woollen industries of Huddersfield. Arrived here by the brig "Arab" in August, 1843, and immediately entered upon sheep farming, which he pursued for some years. On leaving the country he settled in business in the city, and took considerable interest in establishing the Mechanics' Institute, which developed into the South Australian Institute, recently divided into the Public Library and Circulating Library. For several years he was actively engaged in mining ventures, especially in searching for coal. The discovery of gold in Victoria having stopped mining enterprise in South Australia, he went to West Australia, and started business at Perth for a short period. Returning to this colony he entered into manufacturing pursuits at Thebarton and Hindmarsh, until failing health compelled him to rest for a time. He next commenced business in Adelaide as a land ​and commission agent, being one of the earliest licensed brokers under the Real Property Act, and one of the oldest members of the Exchange. In former years, when the contest was waged in regard to State Aid to Religion, he warmly espoused its abolition. He has one son, James P. Roberts, in business in Adelaide.
# Notable South Australians/John Bailey

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John Bailey,
THE first Colonial Botanist of South Australia, under Colonel Gawler, at a salary of £80 per annum, which sum was afterwards retrenched by the Grey Government in 1841. Was the founder of the Nursery, now better known as "Bailey's Gardens," at Hackney, an eastern suburb of Adelaide. Mr. Bailey was born at Hackney, near London, November, 1800, and after leaving school entered the service of Messrs. Conrad Loddiges & Sons, proprietors of the most extensive Botanical Nursery in England. He remained there until 1838, when he left his native land with his family by the ship "Buckinghamshire," and arrived in Holdfast Bay, March 22, 1839. Prior to leaving he was presented by his employers with a purse of 150 sovereigns, and they also gave him several cases of plants, containing the vine, date, damson, olive, and other trees. Most of these arrived in good condition, and formed the nucleus of the large number at present ​found in this colony. Mr. Bailey was an indefatigable horticulturist, and introduced here more varieties of useful plants and trees than any other man of his time. He died in 1864. His second son is now the Colonial Botanist of Queensland, and the author of several highly scientific works on the flora and fauna of that colony. His eldest son resided at Gawler for many years, always occupying honorary positions in the Institute of that town, such as Committee-man, Secretary, Treasurer, and President. Mr. Bailey was contemporary with J. C. Loudon, Mr. (afterwards Sir) Joseph Paxton, and others in the botanic world.
# Notable South Australians/John Barrow, C.E.

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John Barrow, C.E.,
A USEFUL and respected colonist who arrived in Adelaide in 1850, and died at Mount Gambler in September 1872. In July 1850 he was appointed Engineer of the South Road under the Central Road Board, and held that position till the breaking out of the Victorian gold-fields, when all departments were disorganized, and he followed the stream to Melbourne. Arriving there in December 1852, he was appointed by the Engineers' Department to examine and report upon the best means of improving the Western District, and was engaged in that capacity for three years. He examined various harbours and superintended the construction of roads, bridges, and public works. Mr. Barrow was appointed engineer to the Portland Road District in 1856, and retained that office till 1867, when he resigned, and settled at Mount Gambier in 1868. He entered warmly into most schemes for the development and improvement of the district, and among other things made a careful survey of Port MacDonnell, and showed the feasibility of making docks, ​etc. He also prepared plans and estimates for supplying Mount Gambier with water from the Blue Lake, and made an excellent and useful plan of the town, which he published. For fully two years before his death he was incapacitated by ill-health from taking prominent part in public matters.
# Notable South Australians/John Davis

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John Davis,
EXPLORER, died at Payneham, S. A., June 16, 1885, aged 56 years. He came to this colony from India, where he was in affluent circumstances, and accompanied McKinlay in his expedition across the continent. The details of that trip have been handed down to posterity in an interesting book written by him, which faithfully portrayed the character of the country passed over. In McKinlay's party Mr. Davis had charge of the camels, his previous experience with the "Ship of the Desert" in India admirably fitting him for the post. At the time of his decease he was connected with the Civil Service. He left a widow and three daughters.
# Notable South Australians/Jas. Pile, J.P.

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Jas. Pile, J.P.,
IDENTIFIED with the town of Gawler for many years, and resided there at the time of his death, which took place March 19, 1885, in his 85th year. He was a Councillor of the Gawler Corporation, a strong supporter of the Presbyterian Church, and did much good privately, both by giving sound advice and rendering monetary assistance. Mr. John McKinlay, the explorer, married one of his daughters, who still resides in Gawler. Mr. Pile was a successful squatter, and his name is quite a household word in the colony. He was born at Beverley, Yorkshire, in 1800, but was a true Scotchman at heart, having been brought up in Scotland. In early life he was engaged in mercantile pursuits in partnership with the late Mr. James Pender, of Glasgow, and made a fortune, but lost it. He arrived in South Australia in November, 1849.
# Notable South Australians/Jno. McDonald

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Jno. McDonald
ARRIVED in this colony in 1839. Well-known as the originator of the public conveyances between the city of Adelaide and Glenelg. Was one of the founders of the MacDonnell Lodge of Freemasons. Died September 1884, aged 67.
# Notable South Australians/James T. Turnbull, J.P.

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James T. Turnbull, J.P.,
BORN in Leith, Scotland, August 28, 1830. Arrived in the colony in 1856. After being a short period in the Port Adelaide establishment of Messrs. Elder & Co. he visited New South Wales and Victoria, returning from Albury to Goolwa, some 1,700 miles, by way of the river Murray, in company with the late Capt. Cadell. Entered the employment of Messrs. W. Younghusband, jun., & Co. in 1857, and in 1865 went for that firm to America and Europe. Returning to the colony in the year 1867, he began business on his own account, and continued same until the end of 1882, when he was joined by Messrs. J. Gilbert Boothby and William Little. In 1870 he was appointed Consul for the Netherlands, and shortly afterwards Consular Agent for Italy; the former appointment he still holds, the latter he resigned in 1878. On his arrival in Rome in that year. His Majesty the King of Italy, in recognition of Mr. Turnbull's services at Adelaide, conferred on him the Cross of Chevalier of the Royal Order of the Crown of Italy. Mr. Turnbull has visited the old country four times; once in 1865, via San Francisco and Panama; once in 1878 through America and Canada, and twice by the ordinary overland route in 1874 and 1883. It may not be out of place to remark that Mr. Turnbull is an ardent lover of the fine arts.
# Notable South Australians/James William Heberlet

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James William Heberlet
IS the youngest son of Andrew Heberlet, Esq., Register in the Military Department of the H.E.I. Company; born in Calcutta, and closely associated with some of the earliest settlers there. During a complete collegiate course he applied himself at an early age to the piano and singing, under Professor C. Howard, a leading musician, and attained great proficiency. On leaving college, after a brief application to business, he was attracted to the colonies, and arrived in Adelaide in 1853, en route to Victoria. Finding, however, inducements to remain here, he devoted his time to the management of an academy in the city, previously conducted by Mr. Whinham, sen. After nearly three years* scholastic duties and private tuition in French in ladies' academies, Mr. Heberlet turned his attention wholly to music, and from the encouragement received from that eminent pianist, the late Linly Norman, entered heart and soul into the matter. He became musical instructor to several ladies' schools, and since the year 1858 has followed that profession successfully. Many hundreds of persons of both sexes have been instructed by him, and are a credit to his teaching. He has had a varied, though comparatively successful career, and has also held the position of organist to several of the city and suburban churches of various denominations.
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series II/Volume VIII/The Letters/Letter 176

Letter CLXXVI.
To Amphilochius, Bishop of Iconium.
God grant that when this letter is put into your hands, it may find you in good health, quite at leisure, and as you would wish to be. For then it will not be in vain that I send you this invitation to be present at our city, to add greater dignity to the annual festival which it is the custom of our Church to hold in honour of the martyrs. For be sure my most honoured and dear friend, that our people here, though they have had experience of many, desire no one’s presence so eagerly as they do yours; so affectionate an impression has your short intercourse with them left behind. So, then, that the Lord may be glorified, the people delighted, the martyrs honoured, and that I in my old age may receive the attention due to me from my true son, do not refuse to travel to me with all speed. I will beg you too to anticipate the day of assembly, that so we may converse at leisure and may comfort one another by the interchange of spiritual gifts. The day is the fifth of September. Come then three days beforehand in order that you may also honour with your presence the Church of the Hospital. May you by the grace of the Lord be kept in good health and spirits in the Lord, praying for me and for the Church of God.

## Footnotes

* ↑ Placed in 374.
* ↑ An invitation to feast of St. Eupsychius, with a request to arrive three days before the actual day of the festival, which was observed on the 7th of September. (cf. Letter c. and note, and the invitation to the Pontic bishops in cclii.)
* ↑ i.e. Damas and Eupsychius.
* ↑ So the date stands in eight mss. However it arose, 5th is a mistake for 7th, the day of St. Eupsychius in the Greek Kalendar.
* ↑ Μνήμη. The Ben. Ed. understand by this word the church erected by Basil in his hospital (cf. Letter xciv.) at Cæsarea. In illustration of the use of μνήμη in this sense Du Cange cites Act. Conc. Chalced. i. 144, and explains it as being equivalent to “memoria,” i.e. “ædes sacra in qua extat sancti alicujus sepulcrum.” cf. Nomocan. Photii v. § 1. For the similar use of “memoria,” in Latin, cf. Aug., De Civ. Dei. xxii. 10: “Nos autem martyribus nostris non templa sicut diis sedmemoriassicut hominibus mortuis fabricamus.”
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series II/Volume VIII/The Letters/Letter 178

Letter CLXXVIII.
To Aburgius.
I know that I have often recommended many persons to your excellency, and so in serious emergencies have been very useful to friends in distress. But I do not think that I have ever sent to you one whom I regard with greater respect, or one engaged in contests of greater importance, than my very dear son Eusebius, who now places this letter in your hands. He will himself inform your excellency, if the opportunity is permitted him, in what difficulties he is involved. I ought to say, at least, as much as this. The man ought not to be misjudged, nor, because many have been convicted of disgraceful doings, ought he to come under common suspicion. He ought to have a fair trial, and his life must be enquired into. In this way the untruth of the charges against him will be made plain, and he, after enjoying your righteous protection, will ever proclaim what he owes to your kindness.

## Footnotes

* ↑ Placed with the preceding.
* ↑ Also recommending the interests of Eusebius.
* ↑ The Ben. note considers the circumstances referred to are the cruelties of Valens to those who were accused of enquiring by divination as to who should succeed him on the throne. cf. Ammianus Marcellinus xxix. 1, 2.
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series II/Volume VIII/The Letters/Letter 179

Letter CLXXIX.
To Arinthæus.
Your natural nobility of character and your general accessibility have taught me to regard you as a friend of freedom and of men. I have, therefore, no hesitation in approaching you in behalf of one who is rendered illustrious by a long line of ancestry, but is worthy of greater esteem and honour on his own account, because of his innate goodness of disposition. I beg you, on my entreaty, to give him your support under a legal charge, in reality, indeed, ridiculous, but difficult to meet on account of the seriousness of the accusation. It would be of great importance to his success if you would deign to say a kind word in his behalf. You would, in the first place, be helping the right; but you would further be showing in this your wonted respect and kindness to myself, who am your friend.

## Footnotes

* ↑ Placed in 374.
* ↑ Possibly commendatory of the same Eusebius.
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series II/Volume VIII/The Letters/Letter 18

Letter XVIII.
To Macarius and John.
The labours of the field come as no novelty to tillers of the land; sailors are not astonished if they meet a storm at sea; sweats in the summer heat are the common experience of the hired hind; and to them that have chosen to live a holy life the afflictions of this present world cannot come unforeseen. Each and all of these have the known and proper labour of their callings, not chosen for its own sake, but for the sake of the enjoyment of the good things to which they look forward. What in each of these cases acts as a consolation in trouble is that which really forms the bond and link of all human life,—hope. Now of them that labour for the fruits of the earth, or for earthly things, some enjoy only in imagination what they have looked for, and are altogether disappointed; and even in the case of others, where the issue has answered expectation, another hope is soon needed, so quickly has the first fled and faded out of sight. Only of them that labour for holiness and truth are the hopes destroyed by no deception; no issue can destroy their labours, for the kingdom of the heavens that awaits them is firm and sure. So long then as the word of truth is on our side, never be in any wise distressed at the calumny of a lie; let no imperial threats scare you; do not be grieved at the laughter and mockery of your intimates, nor at the condemnation of those who pretend to care for you, and who put forward, as their most attractive bait to deceive, a pretence of giving good advice. Against them all let sound reason do battle, invoking the championship and succour of our Lord Jesus Christ, the teacher of true religion, for Whom to suffer is sweet, and “to die is gain.”

## Footnotes

* ↑ Placed in the reign of Julian.
* ↑ MS. variations are Macrinus and Machrinus.
* ↑ Phil. i. 21.