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THE NIGHT-BATTLE UNDER LOOKOUT MOUNTAIN.OCTOBER 28, 29, 1863.
E silent, lute, long used at need, what time the heart seemed breaking;And thou, my lumbering sylvan reed, forego thy wild awaking.
Such deeds have filled Columbian crypts, that, meet applause to grant them,
We want the trumpet at the lips and Gabriel's voice to chant them.
And yet so high through songful speech God's diapason rises,
Not even Gabriel's voice the reach of every stave comprises;
And we, who swell the lowest key,—albeit none revere us,—
Shall soar and sing till land and sea, aye, all their dead shall hear us!
Not even Gabriel's voice the reach of every stave comprises;
And we, who swell the lowest key,—albeit none revere us,—
Shall soar and sing till land and sea, aye, all their dead shall hear us!
Then wake from slumber, lute and reed! let no bravuras falter:
