The Man who fiercest charged in fight, Whose sword and prayer were long -- Stonewall! Even him who stoutly stood for Wrong, How can we praise? Yet coming days Shall not forget him with this song. Dead is the Man whose Cause is dead, Vainly he died and set his seal -- Stonewall! Earnest in error, as we feel; True to the thing he deemed was due, True as John Brown or steel. Relentlessly he routed us; But we relent, for he is low -- Stonewall! Justly his fame we outlaw; so We drop a tear on the bold Virginian's bier, Because no wreath we owe. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE VOICE by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON UNDER THE VIOLETS by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES UNDER HOUSE ARREST IN WINDSOR by HENRY HOWARD A LETTER TO LADY [MISS] MARGARET-CAVANDISH-HOLLES-HARLEY, WHEN A CHILD by MATTHEW PRIOR HERMOTIMUS by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN ANNIVERSARIUM BAPTISMI (3) by JOSEPH BEAUMONT THE DEATH OF JOHN M'LEOD, ESQ. by ROBERT BURNS |