Who fell in the Assault of Kenesaw Mountain, Georgia.
They said that Fame her clarion dropped
Because great deeds were done no more--
That even Duty knew no shining ends,
And Glory--'twas a fallen star!
But battle can heroes and bards restore.
Nay, look at Kenesaw:
Perils the mailed ones never knew
Are lightly braved by the ragged coats of blue,
And gentler hearts are bared to deadlier war.