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OVER THE RIVER.
By Virginia Norfolk.
" Let us cross the river, and rest under the shade of the trees."— Last words of Stonewall Jackson.
Bravely ye've fought, my gallant, gallant men!
Bravely ye've fought and well! Yon blood-stained, field, where your banner floats,
Tells how your foemen fell! Ye are recreant none to your knightly vows,
And none to your high behest; But the noon sun shines on your burning brows—
So, over the river and rest!
CHORUS.—Over the river the shade trees grow— Over the river we'll rest! Ye have fought the fight—won the praise that brings Peace to the soldier's breast!
Bravely ye've conquered, my gallant Southern men !
Ye have won your rights anew! Ye have washed out the stain of traitor blood,
With the baptism of the true! Your clanging armor and flashing steel
Have told of a deadly fray;
But foemen are flying right and left!
Ye have had a glorious day !