Downing legends : stories in rhyme / J. W. DeForest [electronic text]
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Downing legends : stories in rhyme / J. W. DeForest [electronic text]
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De Forest, John William, 1826-1906
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New Haven, Conn.: Tuttle, Morehouse & Taylor
1901
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This planet hath no fairer sightThan men who march in ranks aright,Responding to the drummer's beat
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With measured tread of sounding feet,Their shining arms at even slantAnd not a visage turned askant,The column straight from front to rearAnd angled like a shapely pier,As though a granite wall should comeAlong the ways to sound of drum.
So marched the scarlet-coated menWho sought the Shiloh Lion's den;While tory horse in careless ranksPatrolled the van, the rear, the flanks;And, far in advance, loosely strayedSix braves to watch for ambuscade.
Some yards before the musketeersA fiery courser pricked his earsAnd stamped the earthly ways in scornAs though he were a steed of MornWho longed to set his wings a-flareAnd transverse avenues of air.This charger lightly bore alongThe chief of all the martial throng,A gracious youth of noble mouldIn brave attire of red and gold,Whose lilied cheek and flaxen curlsReminded one of youngling girls.A noble youth he surely was,Who dearly loved his country's cause,And loved his king with reverence,Nor dreaded death in their defence;Who also loved his ancient name,And longed to give it statelier fame
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Than any that his sires had wonCrusading 'neath Judean sun;And therefore loved the trumpet's bray,The battle set in proud array,The volley's crash, the cannonade,The gleam of bayonet and blade.
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