“Mourn for our glorious dead,
Gallant men and leaders brave,”—
Our Southern Land: By Patria Dolorosa. (C. C.)
“The mountains lift aloft their hoary peaks,
The rivers to the ocean proudly run,”—
Our Starry Cross: (Cav.)
“Our starry Cross was first unfurled,
On Manassas’ bloody plain,”—
Our Stonewall’s Grave: By Esperanza. July 4, 1863. (C. C.)
“Stranger, pause at this mound of clay,