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[After the fight at Manassas, in] The rebellion record

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AFTER THE FIGHT AT MANASSAS.

By the great bells swinging slow
The solemn dirges of our woe,
By the heavy flags that fall
Trailing from the bastioned wall,
Miserere, Domine!
By our country's common blame,
By our silent years of shame,
By our curbed and bated breath
Under dynasties of Death,
Miserere, Domine!
By the sin we dared disown,
Till its “dragon teeth” were sown,
By the cause, yet unavowed,
By the fire behind the cloud,
Miserere, Domine!
By our Northern host betrayed,
At Manassas' bloody raid,
By our losses unatoned—
Our dead heroes, heart-enthroned,
Miserere, Domine!
For Rhode Island's gallant stand—
Her “unconquerable band;”—
For the dear, familiar names,
Now linked to old, historic fames,
Te laudamus, Domine!
For our boys that knew not fear,
For their “gallant Brigadier,”
For their leader, brave and young,
For their praise on every tongue!
Te laudamus, Domine!
By the hope that suffers long,
And grows through holy sorrow strong,
By all the starry flags unfurled,
For the last war-field of the world,
Give us, O God, the victory!
Providence Daily Journal, Aug. 6.