p. 1 Alonzo C. Ide diary

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'COMRADES, HASTEN TO THE
BATTLE.
"COMRADES, hasten to the battle,
Leave me
here alone to die;
While the cannon roar and rattle,
Quickly to the conflict
fly!
For the angels dwell around me,
They their vigils o'er me keep;
Hasten,
hasten to the battle,
I would like a soldier sleep.
"Comrades, hasten to the
battle,"
Unto death I'll calmly bow,
For upon the road to heaven
I see
soldiers marching now.
Comrades, hasten to the battle!
Do not linger here
with me;
Soon I'll leave this scene forever,
Soon my spirit will be
free.
Angels soon will bear me upward
From this weary world of care,
To a home
where all is gladness,
In the starry heaven's there.
"Comrades, haste to the
battle, & c.
Comrades, hasten to the battle!
Unto death I'll calmly
bow,
For upon the road to heaven
I see soldiers marching now.
I am going,
comrades, going!
Fare thee well, oh, fare thee well!
Hasten, hasten to the
battle,
I will soon with angels dwell.
"Comrades, hasten to the battle, &
c.
THOMAS MANA1 1.1
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