Was My Brother in the Battle?


Was My Brother in The Battle?

Tell me, tell me weary soldier,
From the rude and stirring wars
Was my brother in the battle
Where you gained those noble scars?
He was ever brave and valiant,
And I know he never fled;
Was his name among the wounded,
Or numbered with the dead?
Was my brother in the battle
When the tide of war raged high!
You would know him in a thousand
By his dark and flashing eye.

Was my brother in the battle
When the noble Highland host
Were so wrongfully outnumbered,
On the Carolina coast?
Did he struggle for the Union,
’Mid the thunder and the rain,
Till he fell among the brave
On a bleak Virginia plain?
Oh, I’m sure that he was dauntless,
And his courage ne’er would lag,
While contending for the honor
Of our dear and cherished flag.

Was my brother in the battle
When the flag of Erin came
To the rescue of our banner,
And protection of our fame?
While the fleet from off the waters
Poured out terror and dismay;
Till the bold and erring foe
Fell like leaves in autumn days.
When the bugle called to battle,
And the cannon deeply roared,
Oh, I wish I could have seen him
Draw his sharp and glittering sword.

Item Information help

  • Item ID
  • DCMI Type
    Still Image
  • Title
  • Creator
    Foster, C. S.
  • Illustrated
  • Extent
    20.5 cm x 12.5 cm
  • Genre
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