Over and through the burial chant, Organ and solemn service, sermon, bending priests, To me come interpolation sounds not in the show -- plainly to me, crowding up the aisle and from the window, Of sudden battle's hurry and harsh noises -- war's grim game to sight and ear in earnest; The scout call'd up and forward -- the general mounted and his aids around him -- the new-brought word -- the instantaneous order issued; The rifle crack -- the cannon thud -- the rushing forth of men from their tents; The clank of cavalry -- the strange celerity of forming ranks -- the slender bugle note; The sound of horses' hoofs departing -- saddles, arms, accoutrements. |