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THE BATTLE OF LOOKOUT MOUNTAIN.
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Ah! all at once throughout their flank the powers of Hades enter;
And One of awful name and rank, unseen, is in their centre!
And One of awful name and rank, unseen, is in their centre!
Beneath yon mountain foliage dark, strange odors cling and stifle,
And countless jets of scarlet mark the pits for man and rifle;
While such a rushing, fateful breath has blown through wood and hollow,
That but the fleet, frore wings of Death in trackless speed can follow.
And countless jets of scarlet mark the pits for man and rifle;
While such a rushing, fateful breath has blown through wood and hollow,
That but the fleet, frore wings of Death in trackless speed can follow.
"Go, take the ridge," our generals cry, "and safer passage warrant!"
Our columns rive in prompt reply like intercepted torrent;
Those frontward, Victory's wreath to snatch from brows of Freedom's haters;
These upward, loyal blades to match with blades of lurking traitors.
Our columns rive in prompt reply like intercepted torrent;
Those frontward, Victory's wreath to snatch from brows of Freedom's haters;
These upward, loyal blades to match with blades of lurking traitors.
And nimbly to the charge they leap, with gallant Smith to lead them;
The pathless ridge is dark and steep—its tangled boughs impede them.
The pathless ridge is dark and steep—its tangled boughs impede them.
