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re-enlisted.
RE-ENLISTED.
[May, 1864]
O DID you see him in the street, dressed up in army-blue,
When drums and trumpets into town their storm of music threw,—
A louder tune than all the winds could muster in the air,
The Rebel winds, that tried so hard our flag in strips to tear?
When drums and trumpets into town their storm of music threw,—
A louder tune than all the winds could muster in the air,
The Rebel winds, that tried so hard our flag in strips to tear?
You did n't mind him? O, you looked beyond him then, perhaps,
To see the mounted officers rigged out with trooper-caps,
And shiny clothes, and sashes, and epaulets and all;—
It was n't for such things as these he heard his country call.
To see the mounted officers rigged out with trooper-caps,
And shiny clothes, and sashes, and epaulets and all;—
It was n't for such things as these he heard his country call.
