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First Line: The softest whisperings of the scented south
Last Line: Dream of the battle and an unmarked grave!
Subject(s): American Civil War; Peace; United States - History


THE softest whisperings of the scented South,
And rust and roses in the cannon's mouth;

And, where the thunders of the fight were born,
The wind's sweet tenor in the standing corn;

With song of larks, low-lingering in the loam,
And blue skies bending over love and home.

But still the thought: Somewhere, -- upon the
hills,
Or where the vales ring with the whip-poor-wills,

Sad wistful eyes and broken hears that beat
For the loved sound of unreturning feet,

And, when the oaks their leafy banners wave,
Dream of the battle and an unmarked grave!




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