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And so he rode back ;
And our terrible yell Stormed up to the front;
And the fierce, wild swell, And the roar and the rattle, Swept into the battle
From General Lee.
I felt my foot slip
In the gathering fray— I looked, and my brother
Lay dead in my way. I paused but one moment
To draw him aside; Ah ! the gash in his bosom
Was bloody and wide !
But he smiled, for he died For General Lee.
Christ! 'twas maddening work: But the work was done,
And a few came back When the hour was won.
Let it glow in the peerless Records of the fearless—
The charge that was made
By the Texas Brigade
For General Lee. |
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