Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1864-11-10
From the Lexington Gazette.
gTORE&RALL JACNSOa's GRAVE.


Without a line above 10,
With only daily votive flowers,
To prove that any love ID;
The token flag that silently
Bach breexe's visit numbers,
Alone keeps martial ward above
The Ramelers hero's glumbcrs.
The nameless hero Ask the world
The world has read his story
III all its annals can unfold
prouder tale of Rloryi
If ever merely human life
Hath Taught diviper moral
II ever round worthier brow
Was tviRed purer laRrell
Humanity's responsive heart
Comedies his wondrous powers,
And pulses with q tenderness
Almost akin to ours;
Nay, not to ours! For az no poured
His lfe Bieh libation;
And on adorinR souls We gear
This blood OF conservation.
A twelvencth only. sfncs hissword
Went fashisg through the battle
AtWelvemoH.h only since his ear
Caught war's last fiery rattle.
And yethave countless pilgrim feet
The pilgrims gourdon paid him,
And weeping wonen come to seek
The place where they have laid HIM.
Contendina armies bring, In turn"
Their need of praise or honor,
And Psllas here has paused to bind
The cypress wreath upon her;
10 seems holy sepuehre,
Whose eanctitfes awaken
Alike the !ove of friend or foe
OF Christian or Of Pagan.
They come TO own his high emprke,
VINO fad in frantic masses,
Before the deadly baFonet
That triunphed at Manassas;
Who witnessed KernstoTn's fearful odds,
Az ON their rsnks he thundered,
Defiant IS the stored Greek,
Amid his brave Three Hundred!
They well re- call the tiger SPRING
The wise retreat the rally
The desperate mar ch-lhe hot pursuit
Through many a mountain valley;
Cross Keys unlock new paths to fame,
And Port Republics story
Wrests from these unrelentiEg foes,
A tribute to his glory.
Cold Harbor rises to their view:
The Cedars gloom i'd DER them;
And Antistam' rough wooded heights
Stretch mockingly before them.
The lurid flames Of Fredericksburg,
Right grimy they remember,
That lit the frozen nights retreat
That wintry, wild December
They give the largess Of their praise,
With bounteous hand aid regal;
Is it because the vulture tears
10 longer the dead eagle
Way, rather tar accept il thus
An homage true and tender,
AS soldier unto soldier yields
AS brSvS to brave will render.
But who shall weigh the wordless grief
That leaves in tears its traces,
AS round their leader crowd again
The bronzed and veteran faces.
The sold Brigade he loved 80 we'll
The mountain men who bound him
With bays of their own winning, ere
A tar der fame had crowned him.
The legions who had seer his glance
Across the carnage flashing,
And thrilled TO catch his rnng stcharge
Above the volley crashing;
Who watched the strange, upliftsd hand,
His soui's deep trust betrayIng,
And felt their courage grow sublime,
The while they saw him praying.
Good Knights and true a. ever drew
Their swords with Knightly Roland
Or died az Eobieski's eide,
For love of marsyr'd Poland
Or kEelt with Cremwell's Ironsides;
Or sang with brave Gustavus;
Or on the plains of Austerlitz,
Brsathed out their dying Aces
Here youths stand gazing with dim eyes,
And maideDs leave their token,
There little children whisper low,
And mothers weep heart-broken.
His dear Virginia Valley-his,
So struggled for, 80 cherished,
Became memory haunted shrine
Where He, her Hero, perished.
Rare fame Rare name If pride that makes
The spirit bound and flutter
II tears tkst speak the grateful love
The lips are mute to utter;
The tread of pilgrims-grief which time
Can neither soothe nor sever
II these can consecrste-this spot
IL holy ground forever
ring the month Of June, Sic singular spectacle '
tied OF Lexington, Va, Of two hostile armies rev