The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1866-02-09
From the Dublin Nation.
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How far and fast the Autumn blast --e-.,
Bears the dead leaves o'er the ground;
As fast aud far has theh hand of war eaE
Strewed our eountry's brave around F~ |
And their nameless graves are the ocean caves, !
The forest and mountain glen, .'-
Where the vulture screams assthe angry streams
Are hiding the bones of men Aid .-.al
And what anguished cries --..-s-...s.-I
From the South arise,
For the brave ones fallen IN vain 3-A
q While the victor North s-r aa t.5i
Rings paans forth, se-I ..t IN ys.-I
And exults in ler broad domain
As the suppressed in vesuvieus' breast,.rE ssIl
The latent fires of crime
In the human frame pulse Oh the same,
It'll famed by the storms Of time; -E5 lsHell
Asthe lava-fold swept nneontrolled, ssi1c i
Where PomPeii's glores shone. -
So the wakened rage of Yandal age
when Freedom is o'erthrown! -t-f q la
-diasAnd we'll ioOkain tears eg aas s.a 3s g1"I
ers Through long, long ysars,5s g. Ess.d srsl
For the Brightness shrouded. o. or;
-h1 But the golden rays d-7 20 e
sEaa Of her halcyon days sz-h 81 ,s:ga1 =s 5hda
Go Shall return to. tho land no more = ls5T .gozi
Then fling the horde their base award o. si-
1s Their chief his triumphal erown;s 1-Ai7goeI
Place vile deceit in the judgnient-scat, loro11I
Where honor is trampled down;
Give paltry bribe to the hlred scribe, s--
To the venal bard his fee; ~ -l--s va
But him who draws in a righteous cause
cd Afreeman' s word give mo, HoelrH .EE
.rr8 Though his bones should bleach ssuz@ sfb|
On the sea-washed beach, r.r -.--f.1r|
Though his gr-Se be the lowly mound,
20 MAMA. shall eIl-T,a L5-fr l II.
re 3Through the halls of time, 5Y 7F-E al-
al And swell through the deep profound sq.zs
.Ee brave en- 1sasse, who fall, and pass q -a y
q To the leaden halls Of death, s7 - .aas8
There are palms fel the few, but, alas for you,
Not leaf from the victor's wreath!
But sing Of one whose glory sIronc I'D -775--'
E2 Like a meteor, bright and grand, fnulgg sTi5
Who gave his name7to the trump of fame, .
And his blood to generous land --.
-N The festive toast,
-1s The soldiers boast, i7-. -es5a
% ThetyPe of martial 6ge,.t. dt.g s7s9Ee 1-
=s Ihefoe Of wr1ng,'7[ q So zaga7aga Cd. es
The soul of song,
And the light Of future age
The base grow bold for power and geld, Lea.
The vain through fear Of scorn;
The good wax strong in their hate Of wrong;
s. But he was a warrior born. = G 70 O.. 151Ie
From his eagle glance, and stern ''Adyance."
And his action, swift as thoughts sST
The rank and file from his own fair isle
Their courage electric caught. Hef fiaaE1-iA
ag As the W Tiirlwindls path soE as5a as.-
Shows its fereest wrath ~--r J..
Through the lordlicst forest pines.
51E So-the deepest wave e a A
1y OF the fallen braNe1Gso5 u aeeHsz8a
Told where Cleburne crossed their lines. 3
On Riehmond's plain his captive train zs st
Outnurn bered the host he led! za- 0aaz
And he won his stars on thati field of Mars z-
Where the glorious Johnson bled.
'Twas his to cope, while a ray Of hope
nlum'd his hag-and then ts TEai9ra z
Twas his to die, while thrt flag flew high"
In the van of ehiyalric mon! -..e g
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Northan. be more gallant Knight,
Since the peerless Hugh
Crossed the Avon dhu, r
- And Bagnals hosts a-fight.
There were eyes afar that watched your STAR. rf
AS it rose with the Southern Cross"
There were hea rts that bled when its couyse was
sped, 4yas4 or 1888 si a'a-
Ana Old Ireland felt your loss zsrg- ct
While her flowers shall blow, or her waters flow
Through Shannon, SUR and Lee,
The patriots song shallrcll along
Their wandering waves for theo q r5H-
And they'll tell with pride -,a.. -et
How Cleburne died#
In the land of the "free and brave,'
~ How his sword Of mighss1 D lil1a-
s. Vas beam of 1ight, a.sd D. rsaaa
| Though it led7to an exiles grave. .