Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1862-03-17
FOR THE SPIRIT OF THE AGE.
THE SOLDIERS BRIDE.
and four;sbino VILLAGE

Near a pretty and fourishing village |
Stands a beautiful little vineclad cottage.
Ornamental trees grow around it, and in Spring, !
Little birds on their boughs SO sweetly do sing.
Sweet flowers in beauty and innocence bloom,
And fill the soft air with richest perfume.
There is, too, a broad flowing river in sight,
Which winds in the distance like a silyery light.
And not very far off are grand towering hills,
From whose sides leap beautiful ripping rllls.
Mrs. Annie Carlton, the possessor of the place,
Although honored with wears has a sweet kindly face.
And Cora, her daughter, a lady Of eighteen,
L as pretty 2 being as has eyer been seen
Her symmetrical form is graceful and light;
Her luscious lips are of vermilion hue,
Her lashes long and her eyes soft blue.
She has a profusion of dark auburn hair,
And her complexion is most remarkably fair.
She has a pure open brow, and a Grecian nose,
And on her rounded cheek soft bushes the rose.
As Cora was rich and fair, she was caressed,
And by gay cavaliers often addressed.
A fine looking man, by the name of George Glover,
Was the beautiful maiden's accepted lover.
The South had not a more heroic son,
Nor a more generous, temperate, pious one.
y short time after the nuptial knot was tied,
George went one day into the presence of his bride,
And while seated near, said in accents soft and low,
70 the war-tented field l am compelled to go.
Ifeel sadly when l think of parting with thee.
But our country is inyaded-we must fight or flee.
Thou hast, dearest one, given me thy heart and hand,
AndI will ever defend thee and my native land.
If l respond not to the call of my country's need,
I'd be unworthy of her whom I've wed.
Let who will remain at home, I'll willingly go,
And do my whole duty in driving back the foe"
YES 90, said his fair bride, and let thy watchword be,
While in s~ervice-Country, Home, and Liberty.
The noble people of the patriotic South,
Are engaged in no crusade against the North,
But are defending their homes, SO dear to them;
And they put their trust alone in Him,
Who can all danger from them shield,
While they are fighting on the bloody battle field.
| do not believe that in our defence there will be
A nobler, nor a more heroic son than thee;
: And | shall certainly, when thou art far away,
; For thy safety, dear one, to the Lord Of battle pray
: Not many weeks sped by, after this interview,
] Before the soldier bid his companion adieu,
Then into the army he Immediately went,
And very soon to the field of carnage was sent,
Where groans and shrieks from the plains were wild
ly ringing
And swiftly glory, her Wanting strains was hinging
Hundreds upon hundreds on the fields were lying,
Some mortally wounded, others dead ana dieing
Our hero. while fighting, received a deep wound,
And fell almost instantly to the blood stained ground
Very early upon the following day,
From among the dead, he was borne away:
The surgeons endeaVOred to save his brave life,
Save him to his country and his heroine wife
But their efforts to save him, alas were in vain;
After suffering much anguish and torture and pain,
! His spirit left its clay tenement one night,
To JOIN those who inhabit the palaces of Light.
He calmly reposes near the dark surging sea,
Meath the sable shade OF the cypress tree.
Where no bOmb-shell shall burst, nor cannons e.
roar.
? To know that he for his country has died,
Is a ray of sweet comfort to his deep-stricken Bride
Cedar Lawn. S. +. G..