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" ' they say, " Except now and then a stray picket Is shot, as he walks on his beat, to and fro, By a rifleman hid in the thicket. "Tis nothing : a private or two now and then Will not count in the news of the battle ; Not an officer lost, only one of... "
Pen-pictures of the War: Lyrics, Incidents, and Sketches of the Rebellion ... - ˹éÒ 43
1864 - 344 ˹éÒ
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 ˹éÒ
...thicket. 'Tis nothing — a private or two, now and then, Will not count in the news of the battle; Not an officer lost — only one of the men Moaning out, all alone, the deathnut ig< tie. All ^uift along the Potomac to-night, Wli«« the soldiers lie peacefully dreaming-,...
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Southern Literary Messenger, àÅèÁ·Õè 35;àÅèÁ·Õè 37

1863 - 804 ˹éÒ
...a private or two now and then Will not count in the news of the battle ; Not an officer lost! enly one of the men Moaning out, all' alone, the death-rattle....to-night,". Where the soldiers lie peacefully dreaming, . And their tents in the rays of the clear autumn moon And tin- light .of their camp-fires are gleaming....
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Mr. Russell on Bull Run: With a Note, from the Rebellion Record

Sir William Howard Russell - 1861 - 1102 ˹éÒ
...Moaning out, ail alone, the death, rattle." All quiet along the Potomac to-night, Where the soldiers He peacefully dreaming ; Their tents in the rays of the clear autumn moon, Or the light of the watch-lire are gleaming. A tremulous sigh, ns the gentle night-wind Through the forest leaves softly...
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The Wisconsin Farmer, àÅèÁ·Õè 14

1862 - 500 ˹éÒ
...the battle ; Not an officer lost — only one of the men Moaning out, nil alone, the death rattle." All quiet along the Potomac to-night, Where the soldiers lie peacefully dreaming; Their tents in the raya of the clear autumn moon, Or the light of the watch Are gleaming. A tremulous sijih, aa the gentle...
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Poetical Pen-pictures of the War: Selected from Our Union Poets

John Henry Hayward - 1863 - 410 ˹éÒ
...private or two, now and then, Will not count in the news of the battle; "Not an officer lost—only one of the men Moaning out, all alone, the death-rattle."...rays of the clear autumn moon Or the light of the watch-fire, gleaming. A tremulous sigh, as the gentle night-wind Through the forest-leaves softly is...
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The Intermediate Reader: For the Use of Schools : with an Introductory ...

George Stillman Hillard - 1843 - 260 ˹éÒ
...battle ; Not an officer8 lost — only one of the men Moaning out, all alone, the death rattle." 3. All quiet along the Potomac to-night, Where the soldiers...peacefully dreaming, Their tents, in the rays of the clear winter moon Or the light of the watch-fire, gleaming. 4. A tremulous sigh, as the gentle night wind...
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An Errand to the South in the Summer of 1862

William Wyndham Malet - 1863 - 332 ˹éÒ
...thicket." "Tis nothing — a private or two, now and then, Will not count in the news of the battle ; Not an officer lost — only one of the men — Moaning out, all alone, the death rattle. All quiet along the Potomac to-night, Where the soldiers lie peacefully dreaming, As...
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The Life of Stonewall Jackson: From Official Papers, Contemporary Narratives ...

John Esten Cooke - 1863 - 328 ˹éÒ
...regiment in a neighboring grove, till they, too, fade away into the stilly night, and soon — • ' The soldiers lie peacefully dreaming, Their tents in the rays of the clear autumn moou, Or the light of the watch-fires are gleaming, A tremulous sigh as the gentle night wind Through...
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Lyrics of Loyalty

Frank Moore - 1864 - 354 ˹éÒ
...thicket. 'T is nothing — a private or two, now and then, Will not count in the news of the battle; Not an officer lost — only one of the men, Moaning...watch-fires are gleaming. A tremulous sigh, as the gentle night-wind Through the forest leaves softly is creeping ; While stars up above, with their glittering...
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Lyrics of loyalty, arranged and edited by F. Moore, àÅèÁ·Õè 65

Frank Moore - 1864 - 364 ˹éÒ
...thicket. 'T is nothing — a private or two, now and then, Will not count in the news of the battle ; Not an officer lost — only one of the men, Moaning...watch-fires are gleaming. A tremulous sigh, as the gentle night-wind Through the forest leaves softly is creeping ; While stars up above, with their glittering...
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