Of barbs that bear us to the fray:”—
The Cavalier’s Serenade: By Colonel Wm. S. Hawkins. (Sunny.)
“O, come to the heart that is beating for thee!
By the hope of my freedom, my bride thou shalt be.”—
Charade: [Jackson?] (E. V. M.)
“My first is seen on a field of green
And a lucky elf is he,”—
The Charge of the Georgia Eighth: At the Battle of Manassas, July 21, 1861: by Marie Key Steele, of Md. (E. V. M., ’69.)
“The rising sun shines gaily,
On proud Manassas height,”—