A. H. Laidlaw Field Poems
- 1. The British Gyp
That luscious lip, the British Gyp,
I leave to rove, a reckless ranger,
To seek a life, with War for wife,
Defying Death, despising danger;
... - 2. Burke Of The Brave Brigade
Inscribed to Dennis F. Burke, last Commander of the Irish Brigade, at Gettysburg.
THE SPIRIT OF THE SOUTH.
... - 3. Marshal Ney's Farewell
Adieu to France! Land of the Brave, farewell!
Sleep sweetly there, thy sons will watch by thee,
High as thy hills their burning blood will swell,
To leave thee as they find thee, fair and free.
... - 4. See The Field Of Battle Gleams
See, the field of battle gleams
Yonward past the tented streams,
There the foe is camping;
By the thirst-assuaging rill,
... - 5. Custer
Foiled on the field with his dead boys around him,
All waiting for Earth to recover her own,
Fortune hath missed him, but Glory hath found him,
While fighting a thousand fierce foemen alone.
... - 6. Bird Of The Summering North
Bird of the summering North,
Whither away?
Fly you so gaily forth
Simply to stay
... - 7. The Custer Wail
Dead! Where the bold and brave
Blend in one bloody grave;
Dead! With no coward clay
Weltering in gore that day.
... - 8. The Young Vets
We all know the face of the chap who can tell
How he led the victorious van,
Through whose terrible yell all the enemy fell
Or fled from this murderous man.
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