The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1893-02-04
The Battle of Lookout Mountain.
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Grim sentnels, to guard the way
Where flows historic Tennessee.
The highest peak is known full well,
For Lookout Mountain is its name;
Here honored heroes brayely fell;"
Here Hooker won immortal fame.
Between the hills upon the right,
Our "boys in blue" came near the trees,
Above them, on the mountains height
The focmans standard meets the breeze.
And where the flag so proudly floats,
Intrenched and armed are men in gray,
Their shotted guns with brazen throat,
And mortars grim around them lay,
The blue. clothed heroes in the glade
Are resting now, their march is done;
Full many weary mile they've made
Since last arose the setting sun.
The supper DER, some seek their rest,
Some to relieve the weary guards,
While round the campfire others jest,
And tell strange tales and play at cards
But all now join the started song;
Forgot the cards. untold the story;
What sing these heroes stern and strong,
III gender love OF martial glory?
Just Us we thought their voices tell
That all their thoughts are northward
moving;
All! Northern maidens know full well
The lover thinks but of the loving!
The weary stars that watched the night
Are now relieved by dawning day;
They battle their eyes in morning light,
And spread their wings and fly away
Now, with the first faint flush of morn,
Come heavy clouds and full of rain,
They wrap the grand old mountains FORM
And spread their mantles DER the plain
But bark! reveille wakes the camp,
Battalons form in battle line
And forward march, with steady tramp,
As steady as the pulse of time.
AS up the road with martial tread,
The men display their bayonets bare,
The regiments their colors spread,
TO kiss the misty morning air.
Six thousand brave men, strong and true,
March forth to do or die today
Brave Geary leads these "Boys in Blue"
Who holds yon stubborn line of gray!
ON Raccoon Ridge to scan the fight,
And note the fortunes of the day,
Is Hooker, with his laurels bright,
So bright they'll never fade away
Brave Osterhaus came up at night,
His sturdy boys their share to claim;
Ard bronzed and dusty with the fight
Were gallant GODDARD, Craig and Lane
But here's the mountain-see! shell
Comes screaming on its deadly way!
This the begnning-who can tell
The ending of the dreadful fray.
"Halt!" Geary cries; "come, lose no time!
The Third Brigade will take the right
The second here will form its line
And the left the first will fight"
The bugle's call sounds sharp and clear;
"Tis answered by the fife and drum;
And well known yell and loyal cheer
Now upward go and downward come
And now they charge in "double quick"
While DER them deadly missiles fly
All, "men in gray" you miss your trick!
You point your brawlng guns too high
AT length the mountains brow they reach,
And pour volley on the foe;
But cannOn's roar and mortar's screech
Proclaim that slowly back tn " GO
Their ranks are broken, banners torn;
Yet with purpose and will
Tho Northern maid and matron mourn,
They'll form again and scale the hill.
Then charge and counter charge,
But sad the sight and great the cost;
The rank and file in death were laid,
And sadder yet, the day seemed lost.
."The Third Brigade will quickly CO."
Said Geary, around the mountain side,
And ir the rear engage the foem
"Ay! ay! we're off" brave Goddard cried.
And now above the clouds they Aght,
And fight they meath them in the vale
3ris hard to tell if wrong or right,
Or friend or foe will yet prevail.
The mountains form with flame of fire
Is circled round on every hand;
This, and the clang Of arms, conspre
70 make the scene look wierdly grand.
Here blend, as deadlier grows the fight,
The Wild hurrabs-the dying prayer
For dim old Death and Glory bright
Now holds high carnival in the air.
Now hand in hand they have the fray,
Like waves upon the restless main,
First lines of blue, then lines of gray