The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1872-07-09

Wanted to know IL VIC tremblcd, or not
Said that a shell-hole was seldom cured,
And kindly asked il our lives we're insured,
But we never answered, by word or glance
But took our place in the far advance,
Beyond the batteries on the slope
The outmost line Of the "forlorn hope"
Between the hostile ranks sc lay;
Behind us the Llue, in our front the Gray
And Ger us the morning long had played
The ceaseless roar of the cannouade.
But now the Union guns were STILL
And silent the batteries on the hill
Nor shrek Of ocket, nor crash Of shell
Across the solemn stiffness fell;
But the July sunbeams lo1ily played
On FURNISHED barrel and glittering blade.
Clear and sharp, across the calm
Came the signal cannon's quick alarm
Over us wlrled the answering she'll
From the L nion batteries on the swell
And then a deep and awful roar
Went up from the wooded bill before
Al once three hundred canton pealed
The thick air quiverod, the firm earth reeied
Tho fence-rsil breast works in splinterS dew
And the frni ranks rceicj whore ihe shot oal
through
iLe Summer aii va; hoWiing hol
Cf shrieking sharpnel and bursting shell
And the very veterans held their breath
And covered aud palcd, in that rolr If icath
u,ol the cte-,, in the .heiteriug mood
The siowcr Of the rebel stood.
Held by Lee, rs last reserve
To charge when the Union line ,honld sWes,e
slowly the batteries on the height,
Slackened their fire, from loft to right
And ont from the smoke of the rebel gun,
Pickett led his yirginians.
kemper and Armisted swclled the line
With the sons Of Texas and Caroline.
Through the lifting smoke the bayonet 4hone
Where fifteen thousand men swept on
And between the Rebels and their prey
single line the Nermonters lay.
-i'Nif hiih -pieiAhiN I''iifi hNtN+
From tho bloody sod the smoke wreath- gray
And through its eddying masses poured
The July Suu, on banner and sword
Lighted he Round-top smoky and din
Furnished IN instant the batteries grin.
1kon glittering glosm on the crust so,
Glitterinc ,lcel Of the bavouei
Lighted the hollow wnere We lnt
And conpa. ne Instant the ronk- DO! gray
Then the roar anc ont and Inc -moke 'io.ei Az
Ani the time bsd 'one 10 liz 81 win
+ 10 the patti oi the rebel then
4 living wall rose tho "Niuo Mon,hs M,u
Over ~ whirled tho iron shower
Through the coming ranks the sharp .hol tor
Yet they pressed unwaverng, higher higher
Till along the lire The word was passed
And the muskets voley--a thunder blast
Answered the order, Fire
The Rebel wavered, unseen TIL then
T. the foe our single line hai been.
Though so near they stood we could plainly SCI
Their fingers working nervously
On the rifles lock and barrels bright;
And the quick sharp CLEAN of their eyeball
white;
Turning in search Of the hidden foe
Who could strike so deadly, so fierce blow
Then again the 1murderous rifles spoke
And the long line wavered and reecd and brok'
Broke and parted, and turned aside
From where the vermontsrs checked the tide
Yet still on their way to the bait cries kept
While through them like hail our bullet; swopt
Rebels they were It's true, but still
va felt the hot admiring thrill
That reckless courage ever claim
As up to where the battery's flames
They kept their wsy.--Then came shock
As when the 6eTce wave strikes the rock
But the frm rock doth seldom yield
Nor did the men who held that ieldi
And as the wave is backward curled
So from their line, the foe they hurled
Whilo our bullets rut through the writhn
mass,
Like the mowers scythe in the meadow gfas'
anu hs tuoS Ieeleut WIN
The Sixteenth thunderei on their flank
Woe to the sunny South that day
Woe to her gallant aons'
When kemper fell, and Armisted
Lay lifelcss at his columns head
Among the Union guns.
When Garnet died, and Pettigre~
Lay dead within the lines of blue,
Then Pickett from the hopeless fsht
Led back his shattered band,
And Gettysburgh was ours that night
And saved the Northern land.
Then Lee from Pennsylvania s,ii
His broken ranks withdrew;
Back from the roar Of Howards gun-.
Back from the lines of blue,
And the Rebellion's boasted power
Went downward from that fatal hour,
Till the STARRY Flag" waved far and wide,
Ger the free land again,
From Mississippis yellow tides
To the green woods of Maine.
De Lson,.