Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FREDERICKSBURG, by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH Poet's Biography First Line: The increasing moonlight drifts across my bed Last Line: Hark! -- the black squadrons wheeling down to death! Subject(s): American Civil War; Fredericksburg, Battle Of (1862); Holidays; Memorial Day; United States - History; Declaration Day | ||||||||
THE increasing moonlight drifts across my bed, And on the churchyard by the road, I know It falls as white and noiselessly as snow.... 'T was such a night two weary summers fled; The stars, as now, were waning overhead. Listen! Again the shrill-lipped bugles blow Where the swift currents of the river flow Past Fredericksburg; far off the heavens are red With sudden conflagration: on yon height, Linstock in hand, the gunners hold their breath; A signal-rocket pierces the dense night, Flings its spent stars upon the town beneath: Hark! -- the artillery massing on the right, Hark! -- the black squadrons wheeling down to Death! | Other Poems of Interest...THE DAY OF THE DEAD SOLDIERS; MARY 30, 1869 by EMMA LAZARUS MEMORIAL DAY by JOSEPHINE MILES MEMORIAL DAY FOR THE WAR DEAD by YEHUDA AMICHAI MEMORIAL DAY by MICHAEL ANANIA AN ODE ON THE UNVEILING OF THE SHAW MEMORIA BOSTON COMMON, MAY 31, 1897 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE DEATH OF GRANT by AMBROSE BIERCE MEMORIAL DAY by WILLIAM E. BROOKS VANQUISHED; ON THE DEATH OF GENERAL GRANT by FRANCIS FISHER BROWNE THE DEATH OF SLAVERY by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT |
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