History of the Ninety-sixth Regiment: Illinois Volunteer InfantryCharles Addison Partridge Brown, Pettibone, printers, 1887 - 938 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
21st Illinois advance Andersonville Apple River army artillery Atlanta Atlanta campaign battery battle of Chickamauga battle of Nashville born Brigade bullet camp campaign Captain captured cavalry charge Chattanooga Colonel Champion column command Company G comrades Danville Daviess County died Division duty enemy engagements enlisted from Apple enlisted from Avon enlisted from Galena escape farmer field fire forces Fourth Corps Franklin front guard halted hospital infantry James Jo Daviess County John June Kenesaw Mountain killed Lake County Lookout Mountain m. o. with Regiment ment miles Missionary Ridge months morning moved Nashville night NINETY-SIXTH o'clock officers Ohio passed picket position prisoners promoted to Corporal railroad rations rear Rebel Regi Resaca resides returned road Rossville Scales Mound Second Lieutenant sent Sergeant severely wounded shot skirmish line soldiers soon Tenn Thomas transferred to Company troops Union wagons Wauconda Waukegan William
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Página 336 - He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat ; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat ; Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet! Our God is marching on. In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me : As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free, While God is marching on.
Página 336 - Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord: He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fatal lightning of His terrible swift sword: His truth is marching on.
Página 240 - She that lifts up the manhood of the poor, She of the open soul and open door, With room about her hearth for all mankind!
Página 336 - He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on. I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps; They have builded him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps; His days are marching on. I have read a fiery gospel, writ in burnished rows of steel ; "As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal;...
Página 910 - The muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo; No more on life's parade shall meet That brave and fallen few. On fame's eternal camping ground Their silent tents are spread, And glory guards, with solemn round, The bivouac of the dead.
Página 496 - We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives Who thinks most — feels the noblest — acts the best.
Página 336 - I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps: His day is marching on. I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel: " As ye deal with My contemners so with you My grace shall deal: " Let the hero born of woman crush the serpent with his heel! Since God is marching on.
Página 240 - Beautiful ! my Country ! ours once more ! Smoothing thy gold of war-dishevelled hair O'er such sweet brows as never other wore, And letting thy set lips, Freed from wrath's pale eclipse, The rosy edges of their smile lay bare, What words divine of lover or of poet Could tell our love and make thee know it, Among the Nations bright beyond compare ? What were our lives without thee ? What all our lives to save thee ? We reck not what we gave thee ; We will not dare to doubt thee, But ask whatever else,...
Página 912 - The trenches varied in length from fifty to one hundred and fifty yards. The bodies in the trenches were from two to three feet below the surface, and, in several instances, where the rains had washed away the earth, but a few inches. Additional earth was, however, thrown upon the graves, making them of a still greater depth. So close were they buried, without...
Página 448 - ... swollen streams, as it passed them, until, finally, it had placed the broad waters of the Tennessee river between you and its shattered, diminished, and discomfited columns, leaving its artillery and battle-flags in your victorious hands — lasting trophies of your noble daring, and lasting monuments of the enemy's disgrace and defeat.