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JULY	A
	-
WHEN treason first began the strife	B
That crimsoned sea and shore	C
The Nation poured her hoarded life	B
On Freedom's threshing floor	C
From field and prairie east and west	D
From coast and hill and plain	E
The sheaves of ripening manhood pressed	D
Thick as the bearded grain	E
	-
Rich was the harvest souls as true	F
As ever battle tried	G
But fiercer still the conflict grew	F
The floor of death more wide	G
Ah who forgets that dreadful day	H
Whose blot of grief and shame	I
Four bitter years scarce wash away	H
In seas of blood and flame	I
	-
Vain vain the Nation's lofty boasts	J
Vain all her sacrifice	K
'Give me a man to lead my hosts	J
O God in heaven ' she cries	L
While Battle whirls his crushing flail	M
And plies his winnowing fan	N
Thick flies the chaff on every gale	M
She cannot find her man	N
	-
Bravely they fought who failed to win	O
Our leaders battle scarred	P
Fighting the hosts of hell and sin	O
But devils die always hard	P
Blame not the broken tools of God	Q
That helped our sorest needs	R
Through paths that martyr feet have trod	Q
The conqueror's steps He leads	R
	-
But now the heavens grow black with doubt	S
The ravens fill the sky	A
'Friends' plot within foes storm without	S
Hark that despairing cry	A
'Where is the heart the hand the brain	E
To dare to do to plan '	-
The bleeding Nation shrieks in vain	E
She has not found her man	N
	-
A little echo stirs the air	T
Some tale whate'er it be	U
Of rebels routed in their lair	T
Along the Tennessee	U
The little echo spreads and grows	V
And soon the trump of Fame	I
Has taught the Nation's friends and foes	V
The 'man on horseback''s name	I
	-
So well his warlike wooing sped	W
No fortress might resist	X
His billets doux of lisping lead	W
The bayonets in his fist	X
With kisses from his cannons' mouth	Y
He made his passion known	Z
Till Vicksburg vestal of the South	Y
Unbound her virgin zone	Z
	-
And still where'er his banners led	W
He conquered as he came	I
The trembling hosts of treason fled	W
Before his breath of flame	I
And Fame's still gathering echoes grew	F
Till high o'er Richmond's towers	A2
The starry fold of Freedom flew	F
And all the land was ours	A2
	-
Welcome from fields where valor fought	B2
To feasts where pleasure waits	C2
A Nation gives you smiles unbought	B2
At all her opening gates	C2
Forgive us when we press your hand	B2
Your war worn features scan	N
God sent you to a bleeding land	B2
Our Nation found its man	N

Oliver Wendell Holmes

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