Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1896-08-30

our serried ranks fell back.
While onward marching 70 their doom
They followed in our track
At length. the distant point is won;
The orders We obey.
And silently our ranks deiile
And form in war array;
There stood the hOary-headed sire
Beside his stalwart son,
And there the youth. elate - though
The victory were won;
While on each many visage
In cry earnest eye,
Was - 10 the stern and proud resolve
TO conquer or TO dlel
Il was q great and glorious sight
That dazzling sumner day, 49,,
As face 70 face those armies stood
IN al their proud array .
There stretched their lines OF infantry,
In ranks Of gllttering steel, ,-
And laundering Ger the echotng PAM
our fiery troopers vince.
While on each crowded eninence
We marked with watchful eyes
Defended front. and flank, and rear,
Their boosted batteries.
Now came a still expectant pause,
A hush Of SO emn awe;
When sudden. from their cannon pealed
The thunder-notes Of war!
We st0Od as stony statues stand
And scarcely drew breath,
While thick amid our columns few
The messengers OF ceatn.
We erfpped our sheathen sabres,
We reigned our chartfrs hard ,.A...or
And looked to whers brave johnston
And gallant Beauregard.
Now quick-dehllng. right ard left,
Their infantry came on;
When sudden. from our distant hanks
Cutpealed the signal gun.
Then. as from out a Iryo-lLS C-DlU
The lighrning's wrath "a pcured'
So al along our hidden lines
Our cannon famed and Wared!
Rank after rank is swept away
Yet still Their numbers swell;
4 thousand rushing In the breach,
Where but q hundred feA.
AZ pour the angry ocean-WaVes
on Nova Scotia banks; -
So downward rushed the northern hordes
Upon our seYried ranks,
As stands agalnst the tenspestS might
Gibraltar living rock,
SO STOOD our gallant s0utnerefS
To meet the mighty snock,
The earth beneath US trembled,
And Clouds obscured the sun; 49,,
he seemed 70 pause ana gaze ashasI
As once, at Avalon.
Now. fast rs falling hail-stones.
Their shot around Us pour.
With din OF clsshing Dayonets'
And lannon's laundering roar;
And thrice their serried ranks advanced
And thrice befors as yield,
TIL foot 10 foot and hand 10 hand
We grapple on the telci
They slowly close aroond us,
And southern blood is poured Ike rain
Upon the southern soil.
Down came their fierce artillery!
Down came their fiery Zouayes.
Yet, two 10 one. each southern arm
A path before him carves
But harki that signal OF retreat!
And stubOornly and slow,
Our gallant remnant backward falls,
still fighting as they 60
Sdl nghting, some with mangled hands.
And some with glazing eyes;
Nor one Of ali the dying yields,
Or Of The living flies.
Hol courage. noble comrades!
Not yet the day IS lost;
Tor see upon the distant hills
Yon Mountaineering host!
Three weary leagues that summer DAY
To the quickly-beating drum,
Through burning heat and binding dust
Unweared.y they cume.
Now Elzey 10 the rescue!
No pause or rest they know,
But charge with levelled bsyonets
Upon the startled foe.
Again IN deadly conflict
Our scattered numbers close,
When nigh above the battles din,
4 mighty shout arose.
Now grappled foes unloose their hold.
And gaze with eager eyes;
Wnose was that signal OF defeat
And whose the victory?
4sf1urrah! hurrahr' he mighty shout,
The very skies might stun!
Charge. Stuart, the day is ours!
the victory is won't
With sabres flashing over head.
With wildly-howlng rein,
A thousand gallant horsemen
Arc laundering Ger the plain
Woe woe, unto the northern hordes
In that terrific EOuri
They nv as fee the autumn leaves
Before the tempests power!
Their foot are swept before us,
And horse and rider reel,
As right and left in southern hanos
Flashes southern steel.
on. on We gallant southerners,
And PRESS your chargers hard,
For yoader leads cur President
And roble Beauregard:
"Hurran. for the gallant Davis!
The dying strive 10 rise,
And feebly join the mighty snout
That rends the very skies.
Hurrah! the foe IS yanquisheui
Their scattered numbers yield.
And proudly floats the starry cross
Above Manassas fed.
Oh. Cod, II was fearful sight.
That CORY baftle-plain,
Where horse and rider mingled lay
The dying and the slain.
Here, foemen- Erspped In fierce embrace,
Were lying side by side.
And some had crossed their shattered
arms,
And. calmly smiling, died.
And hoary-he9ds. all STEPPED In gore,
Gasped out their latest breath;
And there the fair and youthful lay.
Stil beautiful in death.
Weep weep We western matron;
Wall ma.dens of the North.
Who IN the foul oppresso-y
Have sent your kindred forth;
And weep. ye, southern women.
Your hearts will vainiy yearn.
vor the manly forms and loving eyes.
That never shall return.
Yet mourn ye not. dlsconso,ated
Taeir names be ever bright
who persisted IN the holy cause
~ liberty aad right.
SUSAN ARCHER TALLEY (WEIS9.
written Just after the battle for the
Southern Literary Messenger. 1851
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