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THE BATTLE OF LOOKOUT MOUNTAIN.
And into line fell Howard's corps; no storm-lashed waves of ocean
E'er leaped from shoal to beach with more precipitance of motion.

The regal hills had drawn aside their purple shades intrusive;
The dew-sown vales lay glorified with starry gleams illusive;
The air was opulent with light, dissolving and refining—
Was ever road to fame so bright? to Death so fair and shining?

Their startled pulses rush like rills when rains have made them greater!
They surge, they pour between the hills, like lava from the crater.
Now they whose whip's chivalric lash made woman's shrieks implore them,
Shall learn how freemen's weapons flash when tyrants stand before them.

Huzza! they sweep through rocky glades in serried order steady!
Their strong hands grasp their hilted blades, their hearts are blithe and ready: