Virginia’s deep with woe.”—
Ashes of Glory: By A. J. Requier. (W. G. S.)
“Fold up the gorgeous silken sun,
By bleeding martyrs blest,”—
At Fort Pillow: By James R. Randall. (W. G. S. from the Wilmington Journal, April 25, 1864.)
“You shudder as you think upon
The carnage of the grim report”—
At Galveston, Texas: By H. L. Flash. (Alsb.)
“We parted, love, some months ago, in pleasant summer weather;
You blamed the fates that you and I could not remain together;”—