New-York tribune., 1872-05-08

welcome The grafton being ended, Cen Hooker
dueed Edmund B. stedman, who rected the following
poem, written for the occasion;
GETTYSBURG.
BY EDMUND c. sTEDMAS.
Wave your glorious Oatteaags, brave soldiers Of
And. from the neId your have won, to-day go
For now comrades dear and leal,-trom whom no Ills
Through the long years Of hopes aud fears tho nations
Men Who have driven so oft the foe oft have sriyen
Yet ever in the perlous hour have crossed hrs path
Az last we have our hearts desire, from them met
victory that round the world shall long be told aud
It was the memory of the past that bore through the
That gave the grand old Army strength to conquer
this day
o now forget how dark and red vrgnias rivers flow,
The Rappahannocks tangled Wills, the glory and the
The hung encampmens. where dying knew full
How sweet the north wind the check shall cool
The felds we fought and gained and ost-thc lowand
sun and rain 49,, , . ,,,
There was no lack Of foes to meet deaths die
And ali the hawks OF learned 20 follow
But neneefoh lowering southwark. their hisht shall
The paths OF yon retreatng hosts that n the northern
star
At night before the closing fray, when all the front
We lay in biyouac along the cannon crested hill.
Ours dauntless Second Corps; and many SOL
How sped the nght and sterny thought of what yet
Guarding the center there lay and talked with bated
OF Bufords stand beyond the town. of gallant Reynolds
or cruel retreats through penup streets by murderous
How well the Stone the Iron Brgades their bloody out
Twas for che Unlon the Flag they pershed, heroes
And we swore to conquer in end Like them
And passed from mouth mouth tho tale Of that grim
The fight by Round Tops craggy spurOf all the dead
II saved the left but the right they pressed back
And ike field in Spring the ground was powed with
There was the ancient graveyard its hummOcks crushed
And there between them side by side. the wounded and
The mangied corpses fallen above-the peaceful dead
Laid in their graves slumbcr here scere of
Itseemed their waking wandering shades we're asking
What brought such hideoas tumut where they
still had lain
Bright rose the of Gettysburg that morrow morning
tide
Hark from the east already up the rattlins din
The Twelfth Corps. winding DacK ther ground rish'
They whr fierce Ewen from their 'front.' Now of the
AS rst and et the brunt have borne the center might
But all was still from hill to hill for many sreathless
While for the coming hattlehock Leo gathered in his
And back and forth leaders rode who knew not rest
And along the lines whereer they went up the
ringing cheer.
Twas past the hour of nooning the Summer skies were
Behind the covering timber the foe hid from view
SO fair sweet with waving wheat the pleasant val
I, brought to mind our Northern homes and meadows
When the whole western ridge at fringed with
Against our from the dreadful
b.r "d or batteries answer and far along the crest
and fro the roaring bolts are driven east and
Heavy and dark around IS glooms the sitting sulphur
And the cries Of mansed men and horse 90 up beneath
its shroud.
The guns stl the end Is nigh we grasp our arms
now let every heart be and every aim be true
For Look from yonder wood that skirts the valleys
rhe DO wer Of ali the Southern host move TO the nna
charge. ,,,,
by heAVenl IL Ieafiul sgnL W scc
Come with hundred te-nags-a mile nom HANK W
flank .
Tampng the grain to earth. they come, ten thousand
abreast; - a..
Their standards wave-their hearts are brave-they
hasten not, nor rest,
But the gaps make and onward press
And yelling al our very 'front.' again pour in their fire
Now burst our sheeted Bghtnings forth, now all our
They die they wther through and through their waver
But these arc gallant desperate men, Of our own race
and land. -. -. -. -
Who charge anew, and welcome death, and hight US
Vain. vsinI give way as well 20 uaS-ths crimson die is
east.