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THE BATTLEFIELD: GETTYSBURG, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Those were the conquered, still too proud
Last Line: Gorged in the darkness in a single night!
Subject(s): American Civil War; Gettysburg Campaign (1863); U.s. - History; Gettysburg, Battle Of


THOSE were the conquered, still too proud to yield --
These were the victors, yet too poor for shrouds!
Here scarlet Slaughter slew her countless crowds
Heaped high in ranks where'er the hot guns pealed.
The brooks that wandered through the battlefield
Flowed slowly on in ever-reddening streams;
Here where the rank wheat waves and golden gleams,
The dreadful squadrons, thundering, charged and reeled.
Within the blossoming clover many a bone
Lying unsepulchred, has bleached to white;
While gentlest hearts that only love had known,
Have ached with anguish at the awful sight;
And War's gaunt Vultures that were lean, have grown
Gorged in the darkness in a single night!





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