English poem
On The Slain At Chickamauga
Happy are they and charmed in life Who through long wars arrive unscarred At peace. To such the wreath be given, If they unfalteringly have striven— In honor, as in limb, unmarred. Let cheerful praise be rife, And let them live their years at ease, Musing on brothers who victorious died— Loved mates whose memory shall ever please.
And yet mischance is honorable too— Seeming defeat in conflict justified Whose end to closing eyes is hid from view. The will, that never can relent— The aim, survivor of the bafflement, Make this memorial due.
More by Herman Melville
- On The Grave Of A Young Cavalry Officer Killed In The Valley Of Virginia
- On the Home Guards who perished in the Defense of Lexington, Missouri.
- On the Men of Maine killed in the Victory of Baton Rouge, Louisiana.
- On The Photograph Of A Corps Commander
- On The Slain Collegians
- Pebbles
- Pipe Song
- Presentation to the Authorities, by Privates, of Colors captured in Battles ending in the Surrender of Lee.