A Life on the Vicksburg Hills: Air, “A Life on the Ocean Wave.” Vicksburg Song. (Alsb.)
“A life on the Vicksburg hills, a home in the trenches deep,
A dodge from the Yankee shells, and the old pea bread won’t keep.”—
Lilies of the Valley: Inscribed to the friends who sent them: by Rosa Vertner Jeffrey. Rochester, May, 1864. (E. V. M.)
“Lady,—the fairy blossoms you have culled for me today,
Modest, dainty vestal lilies, clustering on the path of May,”—
Lincoln Going to Canaan: (Hopkins.)
“At Pensacola Landing the South has made a standing,
To resist an invasion they’re preparing,”—
Lincoln On a Raid: Air, “Sitting on a Rail.” (R. R. B., 60.)