Wrought in enduring bronze for an everlasting remembrance.
Still in his brain, unbidden, labored the pitiless hammers
Forging the things to be; and he saw the train of the wounded,
Mile upon mile of moan, waggon to waggon succeeding,
Crawl like a crippled snake painfully toward the Potomac;
Saw his crippled Cause, as she dragged her way in the distance
Dim, through fields of fire to a last sad field of surrender.
—Memory, passionate, proud, sprang of a sudden resurgent;
Swiftly he lived again the day, and beheld his Virginians
Splendidly sweep to the shock that the land shall remember forever;