The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1865-03-10
From Richmond paper.
JACKSON'S GRAVE
By MRS. NJ. J. PRESTON,

A simple, sodded mound Of earth,
With not a line above it
With only daily yotive flowers
To prove that any love it.
The token flag thar silently
Each breezes visit numbers
Alone keeps martial ward above
The heros dreamless slumbers.
No namel no recordi Ask the world
The world has heard his story
If all its annals can unfold
\ prouder tale Of glory!
II ever merely human life
Hath taught diviner moral
If ever round a wOrthier brow
Was twined purer laureli
Humanity's responsive heart
Comedies his wOndrOus powers,
And pulses with tenderness
Almost akin to ours;
Nay, not to O,u'S-for us he poured
His Hfe--a rich labation--
And on adoring souls lDe beaa
This blood of conservation.
A twelve-month only since his sword
Went flashing thro' the battle
4 twelve month only since his ear
Heard wars last deadly rattle,
And yet have countless pilgrim feet
The pilgrims guerdon paid him.
And weeping women come TO see
T.o place where they have laid him
Contending armies bring in turn
Their need of praise or honor
And Pallas here has paused TO bind
The cypress wreath upon her
1t seems a holy sepulcher
Whose sanctitias can waken
Alike the love of friend or foe
Of Christian or OF Pagan!
They come to own his high emprise
Who fled i'll frantic masses
Before the glittering bayonet
That triumphed.at Manassas;
Who witnessed Kenstowns fearful odds,
Ason their ranks he thundered,
Defiant as tho storied Greek
Among his brave three hundred
They will recall the tiger spring
The wise retreat-the rally;
The tiTeless march, the fierce pursuit
ThrO' many a mountain valley,
Cross KEYS unlock new paths TO fame,
And Port Republics story
Wrest5 from his ever vanquished foes
Strange tributes 10 his glory
Cold EaTbOr rises ~ their view
The CedaT's gloom is Der them,
Aud Autictam's rough wooded nights
Stretch moCEmgly before them;
The lurid flames of Fredericksburg
Right grinly they remember.
That lii the frozen nights retreat
That wiutry wild December.
The lar4essc Of this praise is tiuns
With bounty rare and regal;
i it because the yIIltuTe fears
No longer the dead eaglei
Nay rather far accept it thus
An homage true and tender,
y soldier uatu soldiers worth,
AZ brave % brave VIII renders
But who shah weigh the wordless grief
That leaves in tears its traces,
As round their leader crowd again
Those brOnzcd and veteran faces;
The old brigade" no loved so we'll
Tho mountain men who bound HIM
With BAYS Of their own winning, ele
A taT,iiuI fame had crowned him.
And leLions who had seen his glance
Across the carnage flashing,
And thIilleG 10 catch his ringing "chpys
Above tie yCllcy crashing;
Who oft had watched the hfted hand
The inward Trust hetraymg
Aud felt their courage grow sublime
While they beheId him praying.
Good knights and true As ever drew
Their swords with knightly Roland
Or died at Sobiesli's side,
For love oimartyIsd Poland,
On knelt with CIomwells "lronsides
Or sung with brave Gustavus,
Or on the field of Austerlitz
Brelthed our their dying "AUes"'
Rare fame IJIe name if chanted praise.
With all the world to listen
Ii pride that swels a nations soul
lffoemens tears that glsten-
Ii pilgrim shining lOve-if grief
Which nOuglt may soOthe or sever
Il these can conseCrdte this spot
Is sacred ground Tor everl
Il the month OF June, ls6l the singular spec.
; was presented at Lexington of two hostile
les IN turn revereutly visiting the grave of
ewall Jackson.