The Man who fiercest charged in fight, Whose sword and prayer were long -- Stonewall! Even him who stoutly stood for Wrong, How can we praise? Yet coming days Shall not forget him with this song. Dead is the Man whose Cause is dead, Vainly he died and set his seal -- Stonewall! Earnest in error, as we feel; True to the thing he deemed was due, True as John Brown or steel. Relentlessly he routed us; But we relent, for he is low -- Stonewall! Justly his fame we outlaw; so We drop a tear on the bold Virginian's bier, Because no wreath we owe. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE OWL CRITIC by JAMES THOMAS FIELDS EVENING IN ENGLAND by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE NUPTIAL SONG by JOHN BYRNE LEICESTER WARREN DRINKING SONG (2) by ALCAEUS OF MYTILENE WEDDED (PROVENCAL AIR) by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE SALZBURG CHIMES by HENRY ALFORD THE STRANGER by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA VERSES ON SEEING IN AN ALBUM A SKETCH OF AN OLD GATEWAY by BERNARD BARTON |