| Share page | Visit Us On FB |
|
STONEWALL'S REQUIEM. |
||
|
Permission of the Oliver Ditson Co. Music by M. Deeves.
The muffled drum is beating,
There 's a sad and solemn tread, Our banner 's draped in mourning-,
As it shrouds the " illustrious dead," Proud forms are bent with sorrow,
And all Southern hearts are sore, The hero now is sleeping-—
Noble Stonewall is no more.
'Mid the rattling of the muskets,
And the cannons' thund'rous roar, He stained the field of glory,
With his brave life's precious gore; And though our flag waved proudly,
We were victors ere sunset— The gallant deeds of Chancellorsville,
Will mingle with regret.
They 've borne him to an honored grave,
The laurel crowns his brow, By hallowed James' silent wave
He 's sweetly sleeping now; Virginia to the South is dear,
She holds a sacred trust, Our fallen braves from far and near,
Are covered with her dust. |
||
|
328 |
||