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THE WARRIORS OF THE SKY.
Have lost myself amidst the smoke that wrapt the lurid field,
And witnessed scenes of danger that might make the bravest yield;
Yet never felt I fear till then, when, on the field of heaven,
I saw the victory to our foes by God's own mandate given;
Saw pictured there the end of all, our shattered columns fly,
Like leaves before the gale, before the warriors of the sky."
And witnessed scenes of danger that might make the bravest yield;
Yet never felt I fear till then, when, on the field of heaven,
I saw the victory to our foes by God's own mandate given;
Saw pictured there the end of all, our shattered columns fly,
Like leaves before the gale, before the warriors of the sky."
He said; none answered, but the eyes of all turned towards the west;
No phantom warriors there appeared to scare them from their rest;
The darkness like a night-bird sat on all things far and near,
Than the river's solemn anthem, they no other sound could hear;
Yet ominous appeared the gloom, and menacing that sound,
To the ears of those who, silent there, the waning fire around,
Dejected and dispirited, longed for the day to break,
And the world of life, now dead and dumb, at drum-beat to awake.
No phantom warriors there appeared to scare them from their rest;
The darkness like a night-bird sat on all things far and near,
Than the river's solemn anthem, they no other sound could hear;
Yet ominous appeared the gloom, and menacing that sound,
To the ears of those who, silent there, the waning fire around,
Dejected and dispirited, longed for the day to break,
And the world of life, now dead and dumb, at drum-beat to awake.
