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Only One Man Killed Today

There are tears and wails in the old brown house

On the hillside steep today,

Though the sunlight gleams on the outer world

There the clouds drift cold and gray.

"Only one man killed," is the tidings read,

"Our loss was trifling; we triumphed," 'twas said —

And only here in the home on the hill

Did the words breathe aught but of triumph still.

by Anonymous Americas

For Christmas Day In The Morning

The first Nowell the Angel did say

Was to three poor Shepherds in the fields as they lay;

In fields where they lay keeping their sheep

In a cold winter's night that was so deep.

Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell,

Born is the King of Israel.

They looked up and saw a Star

Shining in the East beyond them far,

by Anonymous Americas

Song Of A Brigadier

I wear a splendid uniform;

I ride a splendid nag;

I talk both loud and valiantly

Of Honor and the Flag;

But let the South be easy still,

Her soldiers need not fear.

Ne'er shot nor blow shall lay them low

While I'm a Brigadier.

by Anonymous Americas

If We Knew

If we knew when friends around us

Closely press to say goodbye

Which among the lips that kiss us

First would 'neath the daisies lie

We would clasp our arms around them

Looking on them through our tears

Tender words of loving kindness

We would whisper in their ears.

by Anonymous Americas

Enlisted Today

I know the sun shines, and the lilacs are blowing,

And the summer sends kisses by beautiful May —

Oh! to see all the treasures the spring is bestowing,

And think my boy Willie enlisted today.

It seems but a day since at twilight, low humming,

I rocked him to sleep with his cheek upon mine,

While Robby, the four-year old, watched for the coming

by Anonymous Americas

The Soldier's Christmas Eve

In a southern forest gloomy and old,

So lately the scene of a terrible fight,

A soldier, alone in the dark and cold,

Is keeping the watch tonight.

As he paces his round he sees the light

Of his comrades' campfire, gleaming far,

Through the dusky wood, and one bright star

Looks down with a twinkle of light and love

by Anonymous Americas

Cat Parody on Poe's "Raven"

The other night while we lay musing, and our weary brain confusing o'er the topics of the day,

Suddenly we heard a rattling, as of serious hosts a-battling, as they mingled in the fray.

"What is that?" we cried, upstarting, and into the darkness darting, slap! we ran against the door.

"Oh , 'tis nothing," Edward grumbled, as o'er a huge armchair we stumbled, "'tis a bug and nothing more."

Then said we, our anger rising (for we thought it so surprising that a bug should thus offend)—

"Do you think a small insect, sir, thus would all the air infect, sir? No, 'tis not a bug, my friend.

Now, becoming sorely frightened, round our waist our pants we tightened, and put on our coat and hat—

When into the darkness peering, we saw with trembling and much fearing, the glaring eyes of Thomas Cat.

by Anonymous Americas

A Song For Freedom

Come all ye bondmen far and near,

Let's put a song in massa's ear,

It is a song for our poor race,

Who're whipped and trampled with disgrace.

Chorus.

My old massa tells me O

This is a land of freedom O;

Let's look about and see if't is so,

by Anonymous Americas

Come Join The Abolitionists

Come join the Abolitionists,

Ye young men bold and strong.

And with a warm and cheerful zeal,

Come help the cause along;

O that will be joyful, joyful, joyful,

O that will be joyful, when Slavery is no more,

When Slavery is no more.

'Tis then we'll sing, and offerings bring,

by Anonymous Americas

God Rest You Merry, Gentlemen

God rest you merry, gentlemen,

Let nothing you dismay,

For Jesus Christ our Saviour

Was born upon this day,

To save us all from Satan's power

When we were gone astray.

O tidings of comfort and joy,

For Jesus Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas day.

by Anonymous Americas

Song of The Coffle Gang

This song is said to be sung by Slaves, as they are chained in gangs,when parting from friends for the far off South—children taken fromparents, husbands from wives, and brothers from sisters.

See these poor souls from Africa,

Transported to America:

We are stolen, and sold to Georgia, will you go along with me?

We are stolen and sold to Georgia, go sound the jubilee.

See wives and husbands sold apart,

The children's screams!—it breaks my heart;

There's a better day a coming, will you go along with me?

by Anonymous Americas

Another Yankee Doodle

Yankee Doodle had a mind

To whip the Southern traitors,

Because they didn't choose to live

On codfish and potatoes,

Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo,

Yankee Doodle dandy,

And to keep his courage up

He took a drink of brandy.

by Anonymous Americas