“Often, by a treacherous sea-side,
I have heard the ocean’s roar,”—
War-Waves: By Catherine Gendron Poyas, of Charleston. (W. G. S.)
“What are the war-waves saying,
As they compass us around?”—
The Warrior’s Steed: By Mrs. V. E. W. (McCord) Vernon, Richmond, March 22, 1862. (C. C.)
“A day of wrath, was that which shone,
Upon Manassas’ plain”—
The Waste of War: (E. V. M.)
“Give me the gold that war had cost,