Deming graphic. (Deming, N.M.) 1903-1948, 1913-07-04
PICKETT's CHARGE

When Pickett charged at Gettysburg,
For three long days. with carnage fraught,
Two hundred thousand men had fought;
And courage could not gain the field,
Where stubborn valor would not yield
With Meade on Cemetery HILL
And mighty Lee laundering still
Upon ridge mile away;
Four hundred guns in counterpay
Their deadly thunderbolts had hurled
The cannon duel of the worldf-
When Pickett charged at Gettysburg.
When Pickett charged at Gettysburg,
Dread war had never known such need
or some oermastering, valiant deed;
And never yet had cause so large
Hung on the fate of one brief charge.
To break the center, but chance;
With Pickett waiting to advance:
Il seemed q crime 10 bid him go,
And l.ongstreet said moi Eyes nor "No."
But silently he bowed his head.
~ shall 20 forward Pickett said.
Then Pickett charged at Gettysburg.
Then Pickett charged at Gettysburg;
Down from the little wooded slope,
A-step with doubt a-step with hope,
And nothing but the tapping drum
To time their tread, still on they come,
Four hundred cannon hush their thunder,
While canoneers gaze on in wonder!
Two armies watch, with stfled breath,
Full eighteen thousand march To death.
At elbow touch, with banners furled,
And courage to defy the world,
In Pickett's charge at Gettysburg.
lis Picketts charge at Gettysburg;
None but tried veterans can know
How fearful tbs To charge the foe:
hut these are soldiers will not quail.
Though Death and He'll stand in their trail
Flower of the South and Longsireet's pride,
There's valor in their very stride
Virginian blood runs in their veins,
And each his ardor scarce retains,
Proud of the part they're chosen for:
The mighty cyclone of the war,
In Pcketts charge at Gettysburg.
"ris Pickett's charge at Gettysburg
How mortals their opinions prize
When armies march to sacrifice,
And souls by thousands in the fight
On Battles smoky wing take flight
Firm paced they come in solid form
The dreadful calm before the storm
Those silent batteries seem to say:
We're waiting for You, men in gray!'
Each anxious gunner knows full well
Why every shot of his must tell
On Pickett's charge at Gettysburg
IT'S Pickett's charge at Gettysburg:
Now Hancock's riflemen begin
To pour their deadly missiles n
Can standing grain defy the hail?
viii Pickett stop7 Will Pickett fa'
His left is all uncovered through
That fatefu halt Of Pettgrew!
And Wilcox from the right is cleft
BY Pickett's half wheel to the left
Brave Stannard PUSHES tween the walls,
No more disastrous thing befalls
Brave picketi's charge at Gettysburg,
IT'S Pickett charge at Gettysburg
How terrible II is to see
Great armies making history:
Long line of muskets belching flame
No need of gunners taking aim
When from that thunder cloud of smoke
The lightning kills at every stroke.
II there's n place resembling hell,
'Tis where, mid shot and bursting shell,
Stalks Carnage. arm in arm with Death,
A furnace blast in every breath.
On Pcketts charge at Gettysburg.
'ris Pickelis charge at Gettysburg
Brave leaders fall on every hand!
lnheard. unhr-ded all command
Battered in front and torn in flank,
\ frenzed mob in broken rank
They come like demons with a yell
And fight like demons all pell-mell
The wounded stop not till they fall;
The living never stop at all
Their blood despatched faces say:
IT'S death alone stops men in gray,
With rickett's charge at Gettysburg!'
Stopped Pickett's charge at Gettysburg
Where his last officer fell dead.
The danntless. peerless Armisiead!
Where ebbed the tide and left the slain
Like wreckage from the hurricane
That awful spot which soldiers call
The bloody angle of the WALL"
There Pickett stopped, turned back again
Alone, with just a thousand mem
And not another shot was fired
So much is bravery admired!
Pickett had charged at Gettysburg.