Reminiscences of an army nurse during the Civil War

by Adelaide W. Smith

That day of our sun-bright nuptials

With the musket and the sword!

Shrill rang the fifes, the bugles blared,

And beneath a cloudless heaven

Twinkled a thousand bayonets,

And the swords were thirty-seven.

Of the thousand stalwart bayonets

Two hundred march to-day;

Hundreds lie in Virginia swamps,

And hundreds in Maryland clay;