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_Long they withhold the roll Of the shroudless dead. It is right; Not yet can we bear the flare Of the funeral light. LONG THEY WITHHOLD THE ROLL OF THE SHROUDLESS DEAD IT IS RIGHT NOT YET CAN WE BEAR THE FLARE OF THE FUNERAL LIGHT
, a ragged-barked stick for a crutch, Limp to some elfin dell-- Hobble from the sight of dead faces--white As pebbles in a well. _Few burial rites shall be; No priest with book and band Shall come to the secret place Of the corpse in the foeman’s land._ Watch and fast, march and fight--clutch your gun? Day-fights and night-fights; sore is the strees; Look, through the pines what line comes on? Longstreet slants through the hauntedness? ’Tis charge for charge, and shout for yell: Such battles on battles oppress-- But Heaven lent strength, the Right strove well, And emerged from the Wilderness. _Emerged, for the way was won; But the Pillar of Smoke that led Was brand-like with ghosts that went up Ashy and red._ None can narrate that strife in the pines, A seal is on it--Sabaean lore! Obscure as the wood, the entangled rhyme But hints at the maze of war-- Vivid glimpses or livid through peopled gloom, And fires which creep and char-- A riddle of death, of which the slain Sole solvers are.  THEIR END WHO SHALL TELL THE CRIPPLED A RAGGED BARKED STICK FOR A CRUTCH LIMP TO SOME ELFIN DELL HOBBLE FROM THE SIGHT OF DEAD FACES WHITE AS PEBBLES IN A WELL FEW BURIAL RITES SHALL BE NO PRIEST WITH BOOK AND BAND SHALL COME TO THE SECRET PLACE OF THE CORPSE IN THE FOEMAN'S LAND WATCH AND FAST MARCH AND FIGHT CLUTCH YOUR GUN DAY FIGHTS AND NIGHT FIGHTS SORE IS THE STRESS LOOK THROUGH THE PINES WHAT LINE COMES ON LONG STREET SLANTS THROUGH THE HAUNTEDNESS TIS CHARGE FOR CHARGE AND SHOUT FOR YELL SUCH BATTLES ON BATTLES OPPRESS BUT HEAVEN LENT STRENGTH THE RIGHT STROVE WELL AND EMERGED FROM THE WILDERNESS EMERGED FOR THE WAY WAS ONE BUT THE PILLAR OF SMOKE THAT LED WAS BRAND LIKE WITH GHOSTS THAT WENT UP ASHY AND RED NONE CAN NARRATE THAT STRIFE IN THE PINES A SEAL IS ON IT SABEIAN LORE OBSCURE AS THE WOOD THE ENTANGLED RHYME BUT HINTS AT THE MAZE OF WAR VIVID GLIMPSES ARE LIVID THROUGH PEOPLED GLOOM AND FIRES WHICH CREEP AND CHAR A RIDDLE OF DEATH OF WHICH THE SLAIN SOLVED SOLVERS ARE
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