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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-11-07 16:16:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Nov 7th, 2010
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
....but it is a Line of Dead Men.
The Stonewall, Fredericksburg--
"Owen reached the Stratton House and looked for Hancock's line. "To my amazement," he reported, "the two lines which I was told to support I found to be almost totally annihilated." The Philadelphia Brigade recognized "some scattered companies and parts of regiments." Most soldiers however, recalled "one long line of battle, lying down two deep, but it is a line of dead men."

Twas in that hour his stern command
Called to a martyr's grave
The flower of his beloved land,
The nation's flag to save.
By rivers of their father's gore
His first-born laurels grew,
And well he deemed the sons would pour
Their lives for glory too.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-11-07 16:16:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Nov 7th, 2010
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
....but it is a Line of Dead Men.
The Stonewall, Fredericksburg--
"Owen reached the Stratton House and looked for Hancock's line. "To my amazement," he reported, "the two lines which I was told to support I found to be almost totally annihilated." The Philadelphia Brigade recognized "some scattered companies and parts of regiments." Most soldiers however, recalled "one long line of battle, lying down two deep, but it is a line of dead men."

Twas in that hour his stern command
Called to a martyr's grave
The flower of his beloved land,
The nation's flag to save.
By rivers of their father's gore
His first-born laurels grew,
And well he deemed the sons would pour
Their lives for glory too.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-11-07 16:13:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Nov 7th, 2010
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
The Dead and Wounded Were Torn to Pieces.......
Bloody Angel, Spotsylvania--
"The dead and wounded were torn to pieces by canister as it swept the ground where they had fallen. The mud was halfway to our knees. ...Our losses were frightful. What remained of many different regiments that had come up to our support had concentrated at this point, and had planted their tattered colors upon a slight rise of ground where they stayed during the latter part of the day."

For many a mother's breath has swept
O'er Angostura's plain,
And long the pitying sky has wept
Above its moldered slain.
The raven's scream, or eagle's flight,
Or shepherd's pensive lay,
Alone awakes each sullen height
That frowned o'er that dread fray.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-11-07 16:05:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Nov 7th, 2010
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
It is for Us the Living.........
Fredericksburg National Cemetery--
"It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us -- that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion -- that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain -- that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom -- and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth."

Sons of the Dark and Bloody Ground
Ye must not slumber there,
Where stranger steps and tongues resound
Along the heedless air.
Your own proud land's heroic soil
Shall be your fitter grave;
She claims from war his richest spoil,
The ashes of her brave.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-11-07 16:00:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Nov 7th, 2010
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
And Should Those Lives be Sacrificed in Vain?

Camp of the 28th Mass., Vol. Near Falmouth, VA June 1st 1863--
"And should those lives be sacrificed in vain? The heart of every true Irishman will answer no emphatically no. they have a vital interest in the preservation of our national existence the perpetuation of our institutions and the free and untrammeled execution of our laws. We who survive them have a double motive then to nerve us to action. We have the same national, political and social interests at stake not only for ourselves but for coming generations and the oppressed of every nation for America was a common asylum for all. And we have the stern fact before us that thousands of our race have sacrificed their lives in this cause and should we now fail to support it they will have fought, bled and died in vain."

Thus 'neath their parent turf they rest,
Far from the gory field,
Borne to a Spartan mother's breast
On many a bloody shield;
The sunshine of their native sky
Smiles sadly on them here,
And kindred eyes and hearts watch by
The heroes sepulcher.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-11-07 15:55:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Nov 7th, 2010
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
For Every Man That Falls in Battle.....
Confederate Cemetery, Spotsylvania--
"For every man that falls in battle, someone mourns, for every man who lies in hospital wards and of whom no note is taken, someone mourns. For the humblest soldier shot on picket, and of whose humble exit from the stage of life little is thought, some one mourns."

Rest on, embalmed and sainted dead,
Dear as the blood ye gave,
No impious footstep here shall tread
The herbage of your grave.
Nor shall your glory be forgot
While fame her record keeps,
For honor points the hallowed spot
Where valor proudly sleeps.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-11-07 15:48:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Nov 7th, 2010
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
...a Confederate Volley Ripped Through
Bloody Angle--Spotsylvania--
"Under a furious rain, the 15th New Jersey charged across a narrow field towards the famous "Bloody Angle." Just 50 yards from the enemy's works, a Confederate volley ripped through the regiment's right flank. In less than 30-minutes, 151 New Jerseyans has fallen, more than half of the unit present that morning. The regiment's chaplain and first historian, Alanson Haines, believed that, "no experience during the whole time the fifteenth was in service was more destructive than that half an hour, from 10 o'clock to half-past-ten on the morning of May 12th."

Yon marble minstrel's voiceless stone
In deathless song shall tell,
When many a vanquished age hath flown,
The story how ye fell.
Nor wreck, nor change, nor winter's blight,
Nor time's remorseless doom,
Shall dim one ray of glory's light
That gilds your deathless tomb.

Just a quick update before the weekend…

Author: From http://kandtphoto.blogspot.com/ • Nov 5th, 2010
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local





Just a quick update before the weekend…

Author: From http://kandtphoto.blogspot.com/ • Nov 5th, 2010
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local





Just a quick update before the weekend…

Author: From http://kandtphoto.blogspot.com/ • Nov 5th, 2010
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local





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