Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1861-11-06
Bingen.

Bingen.
A soldier of the Legion lay dying in Algiers,
There were lack of woman's nursing, there was
desrth of womans tears;
But comrade stood beside him, while his life
blood ebbed away,
And bent, with plying glanees to hear what be
might say:
Tba diving soldier fater'd, and ls took that COM
rade's hand,
And he said, "I never more shall see my own,
my natvc land:
Take message, and a token, to some distant
friend Of mine,
For wus born at Bingen-at Bingon on the
"Tell my brothers and companions, when they
meet and crowd around,
To hear my mournful story, in the pleasant vine
yard ground,
That we fought the battle bravely, and when 'he
day was done,
Full many corpse lay gha,tly pale, beneath the
setting sun;
And, mid the dead and dying, were some grown
Tho death wound on their sallan. breasts The last
of many scars;
Aud some were young, and suddenly behcld l;fss
morn decline,
And one had como from Dingan-tair Binsen on
the Rhine.
"Tell my mother that her other 9on shall comfort
her old age
And r was still truant bird, that thought his
horae cage,
For nv father was soldier, and even "S a child
My heart leap'd forth TO hear him tell Of struggles
fierce and wild
And whom he died, and ef, rs to divide his soanty
hoard,
lot them take whatc'er they woud-but Kept
my fathers sword;
And with boyish love 1 hung it whore the bright
light used to shine,
On the cottage wall at Bingen-ealm Gingen on
the Rhine
"Tell my sister not to weep for me, and soO "i'h
dropping head,
glad and gallant tread;
Bu, to look upon them proudly with n cain and
steadfdst eye,
For her brother was soldier, too, and not aira'o
to die:
Andifa ccrnrade seek her love, ask her in my
namo,
Tc listen to him kindly, without regret or shame
And to hang the old sword in its place, (u'y lsth-
er's sword aud nins,)
For the honor Of old Dngeu-dear Dingen on the
Rhine.
"There's another-not a sister-in the happy
days gone by,
You have known her by the merrirnent that SPAR
kied in her eye;
Too innocent for coquetrytoo fond for idlo scorn-
ing
O, friend fear the lishtest heart makes some
times heaviest mourning.
Tel! hsr the last night Of my life (f"r ere this
morn les risen,
Nv body will bs cut Of pain, my soul be out Of
PRISON.
dreamed stood with her, and sew the yello"
sunlight shine,
On the vine-cad hills of Dingcn-fair Ginson on
tho Rhine.
AT saw the blue Rhine sweep alons-l heard, or
seemed to hear,
Tho German songs we used to sing, in chorus
sweet and clear;
And down the pleasant river, and up the Slan;inS
hill,
Al. La
ing calm and still;
And her glad, blue oyeS were GU me, as VIC passd
with friendly talk,
Down many path beloved Of yore, and we!i-re-
membered walk;
And her little hand 10y lightly, cunddingly in
mine;
Bat we'll meet no more n Biugcu-lovcd Bilgen
ON the Rhins.''
His voice grew rsint and loarser-his grasp was
childish weak
His eve put on dying look sigh'd and ceased
to speak;
His comradc bent to lift him. but the spark Of life
had Hod-
Tho soldier of the Legion in q foreign land was
dead!
And the soft moon rose up slowly, and calmly shs
luok'd down
On the red sand of the battlefield, with tloody
corscs strewn
Yes calmly on that dreadful scene the pale light
seemed to shine,
As il shoue on distant Bingcn-fair Giugen on the
Rhine.
For thr Advertiser.
To the Ladies' Of the Hamburg and
Beach Island Sowing Societies:
Allow me, Ladi.., for ly,:li and in behalf
OF my Comp 81; this rIu,licly, TO return
YOU our grateful acknoSle. .ments for your
many and sui s.ant. tokens Of consideration
and remembrance. Our thanks a"c also due
Mrs. NJ, near Graniteville, for valuable
package.
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