Ere Time’s horizon-line was set,
Somewhere in space our spirits met,
Then o’er the starry parapet
Came wandering here.
And now, that thou art gone again
Beyond the verge, I haste amain
(Lost echo of a loftier strain)
To greet thee there.
John B. Tabb
(Ave: Sidney Lanier)
Battle of Eutaw Springs, S. C., 1781
September Ninth
Their conduct indeed was exemplary. They had been warned that pillage and depredations would be severely dealt with, and all requisitions, even fence-rails, were paid for on the spot.
Lieut.-Col. G. F. R. Henderson, C.B.
Lee and Jackson in occupation of Frederick, Md., 1862
September Tenth
My life is like the autumn leaf
That trembles in the moon’s pale ray;
Its hold is frail, its date is brief,
Restless, and soon to pass away!
Yet ere that leaf shall fall and fade,
The parent tree will mourn its shade,
The winds bewail the leafless tree;
But none shall breathe a sigh for me!
Richard Henry Wilde
Richard Henry Wilde dies, 1847