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Arms reversed and banners craped   Muffled drums; Snowy horses sable draped   McPherson comes. _But, tell us, shall we know him more, Lost Mountain and lone Kenesaw? ARMS REVERSED AND BANNERS CRAPED MUFFLED DRUMS SNOWY HORSES STABLE DRAPED MC PHERSON COMES BUT TELL US SHALL WE KNOW HIM MORE LOST MOUNTAIN AND LONE KENNISAW
 in the field-hospital tent, And Petersburg crater, and dim Lean brooding in Libby, there came-- Ah heaven!--what _truth_ to him. The Eagle of the Blue.[12] Aloft he guards the starry folds Who is the brother of the star; The bird whose joy is in the wind Exultleth in the war. No painted plume--a sober hue, His beauty is his power; That eager calm of gaze intent Foresees the Sibyl’s hour. Austere, he crowns the swaying perch, Flapped by the angry flag; The hurricane from the battery sings, But his claw has known the crag. Amid the scream of shells, his scream Runs shrilling; and the glare Of eyes that brave the blinding sun The vollied flame can bear. The pride of quenchless strength is his-- Strength which, though chained, avails; The very rebel looks and thrills-- The anchored Emblem hails. Though scarred in many a furious fray, No deadly hurt he knew; Well may we think his years are charmed-- The Eagle of the Blue. A Dirge for McPherson,[13] Killed in front of Atlanta. (July, 1864.)  A DIRGE FOR MC PHERSON KILLED IN FRONT OF ATLANTA JULY EIGHTEEN SIXTY FOUR BY HERMANN MELLVILLE READ FOR LIEBRAVOX DOT ORG BY SAM HARASCA AT CLARK UNIVERSITY RECORDED NOVEMBER OF TWO THOUSAND TWELVE WORD PRESS DOT CLARK EU DOT ETIU SLASH M E N E E U M MAYEN SLASH LIEBRAVOX
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