New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1892-06-16

Into line they fall,
All the peerless Potomac amy-alli
No ear so deaf, no heart numb
As not 10 respond TO the voice Of the drum.
With smile and with tear,
And with echoing cheer.
10, the legions appear.
And the shout goes up that they all are here
Both those who abide
On this hither SIDE
And the comrades gone over the great divide,
All Jubilant come,
At the summons Of the druml
This is no idle strain.
No dreamer's vision vain.
The fancy Of an optimistic BRAIN
Who Of you all shall say
That from this bright array
Which gories to-day,
Where blended lights Of past and present play;
Comrades beloved banished,
Miscalled the Vanished
It Is not given TO clouded eyes
To see these heroes in celestial glise
Come thronging back down Heavens starry arch,
Each old commander urging on the march
From rapturous Paradise.
While stars which IN their helped them fight
To save goodly heritage from blight.
Attend their steps with SOFT supernal light
But doubt shall not assail us,
We know that they will hail u.s.
We know they cannot fail us;
Back through deaths ebon portal
Behold them come. young, radiant immortal
ILL.,
At the summons Of the drum,
Behold them come!
Meier falthless they who earning Gods discharge.
Have passed triumphant over times dim marge.
into the perfect peace the life more large
Be sure that over there
The flag is still their care
The colOrs which wear
They still speak fair,
Stn Freedoms lovely image In their hearts they bear
Hope builds this and thus
We OF them as they Of us;
They must, they must come back,
Over the star-strcwn track,
That the grand rally may Its crown not lack
At the summons Of the drum
Behold them comet
w.
When the winged archers darts
Transfx accoIdant hearts,
The priest records their Till death us parts.
Your oath had longer reach,
When each plighted to each,
mid whizzng bullet and the shells low screech:
Comrades united IRE
For ererp'ore shall be,
Till time shall fade d,caw and dies eternity
In the days Of long ago.
Where Potomac's waters flow,
Chat was the oath you swore the listening flag below.
Till death us parts! oh, 10,
Your steadfast sflrits neer confined 1t so,
But cen the grave defying
Heart unto heart replying,
You pledged love undying-
Comrades united IRE
Forererm0re shall be,
Till time shall fade acay and dies eternity
Aye that was the oath that your legons all sworc,
And the river repeated 1t DER and o'er
In the ear of the bay, and the bay in glee
stayed not till she whispered it soft to the sea.
And the told the moon. the moon the while
swayed the lovesmitten tides with her smile,
And the rehearsed 1t TO planet and star,
Through the flaming armament near and far
SO the earth and the sea and the sky, they all
To-day shall that lmitless oath recall,
And shall know you know that each comrade Will
come
At the summons Of the drumi
Not to the future we aise
Ours is the backward gaze;
Through the deepening haze,
We fondy view once more wars GRIM tumuuous days.
But shallow Drained they
Who hold-ah. wella-day-
While gazing where some arrowy milstreams flowing,
That the water passed
Its force has spent for
And neer can keep the busy mill wheel going;
Each wondroue phantom mill
OF thine, ever still,
O memory loves enhancing, sad-eyed daughter,
Did there not ceaseless pour.
Noseless but evermore.
On every whirling wheel the vanished water
Behold Potomacs stream.
sunny, svern CLEAN,
A ribbon through the tranquil landscape winding.
It's curving banks Of green
Bear countless mills unseen.
Where faithful memory evcrmore is grinding:
What grists Of loss and gain.
What grists Of Joy and pain,
hur
She grinds fast. fast.
What grlsts You have amassed
From the water that is passed,
You who have come
At the summons Of the drum
VI.
When every comrades heart Is meath the clover.
When every comrades soul the borders over.
When all Potomac's Army brave and true.
The golden gates safe through
In fields elysian wait the last review
Let not Columbia beat her breast and sigh
That ne'er again on these she NAV rely.
That in her hour Of need they not be nigh
For her to do and die
o dear Columbia. put away thy fear.
BE OF good cheer:
They'll serve thee faithful whether there or here.
II e'er again thy cry Of anguish wild
Tells OF the treason Of thnnkless child.
II the fair cmbems Of thy power and pride,
The badge that decks thy breast. foes e'er deide.
II love for thea Heaven born sacred flame
Should faint and fail surviving but In name.
II party passion breeds n selfish zeal.
A deadly menace OF thy future veal,
Then let the watchmen stationed on thy wall
sound the old call
And they shall surely bear II. one and all.
The army in the skies but not beyond recall;
And hearing they'll obey
Along the starstrewn
At the summons OF the drum
They all will come.
They all will comet
WILLIAM II. McELROY.