Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PLACIDE BOSSIER, by JAMES RYDER RANDALL Poet's Biography First Line: Ah, friend! In the tender college time Last Line: The cross on the saint-heart shining! Subject(s): Death; Soldiers; Southern States; War; Dead, The; South (u.s.) | ||||||||
AH, friend! in the tender College time No evil deed could stain thee, And now 'mid the combat's iron chime, In purity they've slain thee. Sans peur et sans reproche to live, Sans peur the foe defying Sans peur et sans reproche we give Thy epitaph when dying. When the Southern bullet sang the knell Of the ravaging invader, Thenthen triumphantly he fell, Our spotless young Crusader; With the loud hurrah and the dauntless tramp Of the charging Creole yeomen, He fell where the Cherubim encamp, With his face to the flying foemen. The blood moon guides its torch of night Through the smoke envolumed valleys, And the hillocks tell where the reddest fight Shook the quick, convulsive rallies; In the foremost phalanx he shall rest His head in the dust declining, The rifle shielding the soldier breast The cross on the saint-heart shining! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MYSTIC RIVER by GALWAY KINNELL ENTERING THE SOUTH by LUCILLE CLIFTON SNAPSHOTS OF THE COTTON SOUTH by FRANK MARSHALL DAVIS JULY IN GEORGY by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON O SOUTHLAND! by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON MY SOUTH: 1. ON THE PORCH by DONALD JUSTICE MY SOUTH: 3. ON THE FARM by DONALD JUSTICE JOHN PELHAM by JAMES RYDER RANDALL |
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