Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1864-11-03
THE LAST RALLY,
NOVEMBER, 1854

--- -. - NOVEMBER, 1854.
from the Atlantic Monthly for November
Rally rally ralIyi
Arouse the sumb ering land!
Rally rally from the mountain aud valley,
And I'D from the ocean-strand
Ye sons of the West, America'sbe best !!
New Hampshires men of might
From prairie and crag unfurl the flag, Z
And rally to the fight I
Armies Of untried heroes,
Disguised in craftsman and clerk!
Te men of the coast, inTincible host
Come every one to the work,
From the fisherman gray, as the salt-sea spray,
That on Long Island breaks,
To the youth who tills the uttermost hills
By the blue northwestern lakes
And ye Freedmen rally, rally
To the banners of the North
Through the shattered door Of bondage pour
Your swarthy legions forth
Kentuckians ye of Tennessee
Who scorned the despots sway!
To all, to all, the bugle call
Of Freedom sounds to-day
Old men shall fight with the ballot,
Weapons the last and best
And the bayonet, with blood red wet,
Shall write the will of the rest
And the boys shall fill mems places
Aud the little maiden rock
Her doll as she sits with her grandam and knits
An unknown hero's sock.
And the heart of heroic mothers,
And the deeds of noble wives,
With their power to bless, shall ana n o less
Than the brave who give their lives.
The rich their gold shall bring, and the old
Shall help with their prayers;
While lowering hosts of pald ghosts
Attend US unawares.
From the CHASTITY fields Of Shiloh
Muster the phantom bands;
From yrginia's swamps and deaths white carnns
On Carolina sands:
From fredericksburg and Gettysburg,
| see them gathering fast e
And up from Manassas VIII at is it that masses
Like thin clouds in the blast
From the Wilderness, where bIanches
The nameless skeleton
From Vicksburgs slaughter and streak ed water
And the trenches of Donelson:
From the cruel, cruel prisons, ...
Where their bodies pinned away
From groaning decks and sunken wrecks
They gather with us to-day.
And they say to- u.s. orally rallyr'
The work is almost done
Ye harvesters rally from mountain ana valley
And reap the fields we won
We sowed for endless years of peace
We narrowed and watered well
Our dying deeds were the scattered seeds
Shall they perish where they fell2
And their brothers, left behind them IT,. p. ..
In the deadly roar and clash
or cannon and sword, by fire and ford.
And the carbine's quivering flash
Before the rebel citideI
Just trembling to its fall;
From Georgia's glens, from FIorida's fens
For US they call, they call
The life-blood of the tyrant
Is ebbing fast away
Victory waits at her opening gates,
And smiles array:
With solemn eyes the Centuries
Before watching stand,
And Love lets down his starry crown
To bless the future land.
One more eublime endeavor,
And behold the dawn of Peace
One more endeavor, and war forever
Throughout the land shall cease
Forever and ever the yanquished power
of Slavery shall be slain,
And Freedoms stained aud trampled flower
Shall blossom white again
Then rally rally rally
Make tumut in the land
We loresters, rally from mountain and valley
We fishermen, from the strand
Brave sons of the West, Americas best
New England's men of might
From prairie and crag, unf url the flag
And rally to the fight -. 7 TROwBRIDGE