Owyhee bullion. [volume] (Silver City, I.T. [Idaho]) 1866-1867, 1866-11-22
SHILOH !
ny oossYPIA.
FIRST DAY.


And the breeze blew soft and free,
1t famed the brow and the feyered check
Of the soldier who lay fatigued and weak
Wrapped in tho arms of the angel sleep
On the shores of Tennessee;
host of warriors slumbered there;
Death hoyered DER the gloom;
Little they rocked as they calmly lay .. ..l...
Ofadvancing thousands in wars array,
Strong and steady to meet the fray
And fight for liberty.
Morn bruised away the vail of Night,
And Shiloh's fields shone gray;
Red cleaned the dawn in the eastern sky;
The air was hushsd as the foe drew nigh
When bark there burst a battle cry
Like the war whoop's startling roar.
And on like an avalanch in its sweep,
The foeman laundering came;
On through the camp of the Federal host,
They sweep the sentenel from his post
Like autumn leaves by the whrlwind toast,
Or chat from thresher's floor.
Then wildly rose on every hand
The cry-"To arms they come |"
And back, rccoiled before the steel,
The Northern foe reluctant yield,
While lereely rolled the cannon's peal
Divisions shook, battalions reeled
The battles shock beneath.
The tumult deepened-wiId the strife
Resounded far and near,
The Southern banner-"God our hCper'
Waved proudly Ger the sitting smoke,
The patriot flame Of vallor woke
And nerved the saber's deadly stroke,
"For victory or death p
Yet still they pressed whole ranks went down
Before that withering charge;
Brave johnson fell yet ON they came,
Now held in check-ther on again
Mid flame and smoke, and troded slain,
Through iron hail and loaded rain,
And dauntless hundreds fell.
The tide tolled on-tho battles roar
Awole the Federal chief,
Himself upon the steed he threw,
And like an eagle onward flew
In desperate haste, while iercer grew
Above, the din-beneath, the view
OF carnage terrible
And in the deadly clash of steel,
lie shouted DER the strife:
"Stand by your flag an hour morel
Stand Let not your colors lower,
And Buell's fresh and gallant corps
VIII save our arms upon the shore
OF glorious Tennessee
And through the fire that ragged around,
lie spured along the line;
Reformed each regiment each brigade
Now here now there a moment stayed
He filled the gaps that war had made,
And formed his front anew.
But still they came, their serried ranks
Unquailed by death, swept by,
Canister, grape, and angry shell
Crashed through platoons-tho' hundreds fell |
They falltered not-but with yell
Charged through that angry fire of hell,
With fearless energy
And Prentice crushed by thrice his force,
Was swallowed in the charge,
While Sherman battling with his might,
Rode boldly through the thickest fight,
Thrice wounded fell-then rose to sight,
And Wallace weltering lay that night
In helpless misery
But Beauregard assumed command
When Johnston nobly died,
Old Hardee moved upon the right
And Bragg maintained terrific fight!
Brave Cleburno fought with wonted might
And Cheatham put the foe to flight;
And like lion tore
And Polk was there--thc gallant chief
Had heard his country's CALI
A priest--a bishop-old and gray
He drew his sword to fight, and pray,
And now where widest was the fray,
Where mangled corpses thickest lay,
He gave them war in "Cheatham's way r
His garlands dyed in gore.
Then Breckenridge with dauntless zeel,
Through bullets thick and fast
Forward led his living food
Where Grant, proud army vainly stood,
To stem the woeful tide of blood
On Shiloh's field of slane.
The camp was carried, tents and all,
By Southern valor won;
The yankee" force hemmed around
Their ranks by "Rebel" thunder bound,
Wounded and dead they piled the ground
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