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THE BATTLE OF LOOKOUT MOUNTAIN.
Oh, not to drown your moans who bleed, self-cast on Freedom's altar!
But when the shock and roar of War roll outward and diminish,
'T is meet that sylvan notes afar the lessening echoes finish.
But when the shock and roar of War roll outward and diminish,
'T is meet that sylvan notes afar the lessening echoes finish.
When Hooker led his valiant men o'er rude and devious courses,
And northward turning, in the glen, encamped their weary forces,
The wary Rebel host, thereby, in upland haunts abiding,
All wolfishly did prowl and pry, from patriot-vengeance hiding.
And northward turning, in the glen, encamped their weary forces,
The wary Rebel host, thereby, in upland haunts abiding,
All wolfishly did prowl and pry, from patriot-vengeance hiding.
No time did faithful soldiers waste, no chance they craved to dally,
But pitched the tent with cheery haste and fortified the valley;
Until the bleeding sun at eve sunk like a warrior wounded,
His mountain-lair dared Longstreet leave?—no answering cannon sounded.
But pitched the tent with cheery haste and fortified the valley;
Until the bleeding sun at eve sunk like a warrior wounded,
His mountain-lair dared Longstreet leave?—no answering cannon sounded.
But midnight poised her silver scale, with moon and planet freighted,
