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THE FIGHT ABOVE THE CLOUDS. 217
She has crushed with invincible might This war of Rebellion to dust; And she will do more if she must
And hers is the glory by right.
THE FIGHT ABOVE THE CLOUDS.
BY WM. ROSS WALLACE.
FOR that wondrous battle-shout,
Where beyond the tempest's rout, With his sword and Freedom's flags, Flashing o'er the mountain-crags And his grand eyes all a-glow, On the mocking Rebel foe, Rushed the feerless " Fighting Joe " — In the fight above the clouds !
Nature's thunder roared beneath, Through the morning's misty wreath But a grander thunder rolled Through the traitor's mountain-hold From the heart of " Fighting Joe " — When, like fire from below, Swept our host upon the foe —
In the fight above the clouds !