E 650 .J75 Copy ' 4 4 ■< < ■< ADDRESS In. of H AT THE I) LAYING OF THE CORNER STONE OF THE MONUMENT TO THE MEMORY OF THE Confederate Dead AT BATON ROUGE, iTEiBFt.TiAiR.Y 23d, 1886. \ \ I Hopkins' Printing Office, T2 Commercial Place, New Orleans. 1886 . 4 :> M TV C^V C^V W}^. OF J, H U AT THE LAYING OF THE CORNER STONE OF THE MONUMENT TO THE MEMORY OF THE Confederate Dead AT BATON ROUGE, inEBf^TJAiE^Y 22ci, 1886. Hopkins' Printing Office, T2 Commercial Place. New Orleans. 1886 . 61503 >. A3 VN Ladies and Gentlemen — We are assembled here to-day on no sorrowful occasion, for no ceremony of mourning. We are not here to bury our heroes. Over twenty years have past since the last gun was fired in the civil war, and since the last soldier who gave his life to the cause which he espoused was gathered to his rest. The ground furrowed and torn by battle is smooth and grass grown and free from scars. The marks of fortifications and breastworks have passed away, and the thousands of graves of the unknown but not for- gotten Confederate dead, which once dotted every battle-field of the South, are carpeted by nature and forever mingled with the soil. The dead are no longer a grief, but a sad and glorious memory. The coming of the lost one is no longer looked for. The parents who gave their $t£nj; - to the cause have grown old and gray, or have gone to join their loved ones. The babes the young so KfftVr i left behind him, and parted with forever, have grown"" 1 to manhood. The individual lost one lives only in the faded portrait or in the time-worn and carefully pre- served newspaper, which tells of his departure for the war, full of patriotic resolve and hope, or chronicles his death in his country's cause, or he lingers as a holy memory in the hearts of those who loved him. But the memory of the Confederate soldiers who gave their lives to the defense of the cause which they believed to be that of their country will be honored by those who survive them, and those who are to come after them, as long as patriotism, bravery and devotion shall be recognized as virtues among- men. Individual and private grief has been soothed by the lapse of time, and we meet now to honor, not to mourn, over the Confederate dea d. The monument of which you lay the corner-stone to-day will be built in commemoration of no particular chieftain or hero, although you sent many from your midst well deserving of such honor, but in memory of a class whose patriotism, self-sacrificing devotion and heroism command the admiration of the people from whose bosom they went forth, as in time to come they will command the respect and reverence of all Amer- icans. The monument which is to be erected by the pa- triotic ladies and citizens of Baton Rouge in memory of the Confederate soldiers from the Florida parishes who died in the war will one day be regarded by all Americans with the same pride and veneration as the monuments in your National Cemetery, which do mer- ited honor to the heroes lying there who died on the other side. The scars left by civil war soon heal and fade away, as does the memory of the privations and suffer- ings which it entailed. The angry controversies which precede and the bitterness which follows pass away with the generation whose quarrels necessitated the stern arbitrament of war. New generations of peo- ple of the same blood come together as companions in the same walks of life, and join together in the same aims, aspirations and ambitions, forgetful or regard- less of the quarrel which divided their fathers, the causes for which have passed into history. No people are more national, patriotic, and devo- ted in their love of country than the English ; yet how often in their history have they been divided and torn asunder by civil war — the red and white roses of Lan- caster and York, the wars of d)masty between Planta- ganet and Tudor, the wars of Puritan and Cavalier, of Stuart and Hanover; quarrels of succession, and quar- rels of religion, issues between feudal despotism and budding liberty, between the divine right of princes and the natural born rights of man, which divided the English people again and again, and in the support of which issues, on either side, thousands of good men and true died on the battlefield, or on the block. In the hot and unreasoning controversies of those days the defeated were denounced for treason, and died as traitors; yet who calls them traitors now? The descendants of their leaders sit side by side in the House of Peers. The blood of their followers is min- gled and confused in the veins of Englishmen. In the halls of old English castles and manor houses hang side by side the equally honored portraits of ancestors, paternal and maternal, who fought for the red or white rose, for Cromwell or Charles Stuart, for William of Orange or James II. for George of Hano- ver or the Pretender; and in the old cathedrals and churches of England, monuments of sculptured stone commemorate the virtues and valiant deeds of the country's heroes who fought on either side. How often has France been the theatre of civil war? Almost within the memory of living men, a ven- erable monarchy overthrown, followed by a saturnalia of blood and anarchy; a so-called republic, a consulate, an empire, whose glories will always be the proudest boast of Frenchmen, though bought with oceans of blood and millions of treasure; a restoration of the an- cient Kings; a revolution and a liberal monarchy; a revolution again and a republic; a coup d'etat and once more an empire. Each time war, each time pro- scription. Each government enforced and maintained by military power, and yet when the last empire went down in war with Germany, when her armies were de- feated and her territory overrun, France became one people, a nation of Frenchmen, no matter whether they had been Legitimists, Orleanists, Imperialists or Re- publicans. For centuries, what is now called Germany was the battle ground of civil war. In 1866, in the Austro-Prussian war, its States were divided and in hostile armies. Bavaria, Saxony, Wurtemburg, Hanover, the free cities, fought with Austria and were defeated with her, and were made unwilling and unloving members of the German Em- pire. But when in 1870 they were called to arms to fight their historic enemy, and to revenge the defeats which the lapse of seventy-five years had not enabled them to forget, then they became Germans in fact as well as in name, and buried forever all remembrance of their old quarrels and jealousies in the glories won by the common armies of the German nation under the banner of the German Empire. In our own country the time has arrived when the hateful memories of the war can no longer be evoked to excite political prejudice or passion. The survivors, old soldiers on either side, fratern- ize together on all occasions and " fight their battles o'er again' with mutual pride in the valor of their countrymen. They lend assistance to deck the graves of their departed antagonists and aid each other in honoring the memory of their dead. In the meanwhile a new generation has grown to manhood who believe that these events belong to history and have no part to play in the active business or politics of the present hour. The history of the war has not yet been written and probably will not be until the grass has grown over the graves of all who participated in it. The passions and prejudices of thft actors in politics or war, the autobio- graphies and controversial papers of the chieftians, mili- tary and political, on either side are worthless as history, and will be sparingly used as material by the future his- torian, who, without prejudice or passion and guided by patriotic love of country and admiration for its gallant and devoted soldiers of both sections, will do justice to both, and while giving all glory and honor to the con- querors, from whose crown of victory no Confederate soldier would wish to pluck one leaf will at the same time vindicate the motives and attest the patriotism of the soldiers of the Lost Cause, who sacrificed all but honor in its defense, and who sought to preserve that honor alone from the dark wreck and ruin which followed their defeat. I am not here to enter into a discussion of the causes of the war, or upon a vindication of those whose statesmanship or want of statesmanship brought it about This is the domain of history. The Confederate soldiers had little to do with the causes of the war, and few of them shared in the political controversies which preceded it. An angry and excited presidential election, in which a great number of them were not voters ; the triumph of a sectional candidate, who carried all of the Northern States and who did not have an electoral ticket or receive a vote in the South ; a profound alarm and feeling of ap- prehension for the future of the country, which pre- vailed throughout the South, and was shared by the most conservative and Union-loving men of that section ; while those of the more extreme views, perhaps a ma- jority, considered that the only safety for the South, its liberties and institutions, could be found in immediate separation from the Union ; a short, hurried and impas- sioned canvass before the people, the issue being narrowed clown to immediate secession ©r co-operation ; the election of conventions ; the adoption of ordinances of secession ; the solemn withdrawal of Senators and Representatives from Congress, following the action ot their States ; the seizure of the forts and arsenals of the national govern- ment; the formation of a provisional government ; the firing on Sumter ; the call fo arms, North and South — all of these strange things passed with the rapidity of a dream, and it seems like a dream as we look back upon them after the lapse of twenty-five years. 8 And in response to the call a people sprung arms ; "And there was mounting in hot haste ; the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with irnpetous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war." The roll of drums, the wail of the fife, the hurried drill, the military bands playing " Dixie" and the ■' Bon- nie Blue Flag," the departure of the youth and man- hood for the front, the tears of mothers, sisters and wives, the smile of sweethearts, the plaudits of gray- headed veterans, the presentation of flags and banners, broidered by fair fingers, and " Then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago, Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts ; and choking sighs, Which ne'er might be repeated." And so went forth the Southern youth to battle, full of hope, inspired with confidence, thinking to re- turn conqueror, after a war of ninety days. What knew he, or cared he, for the causes of the war? His country was imperilled, his State was in danger of invasion, an enemy was advancing upon his home, and it was his duty to meet and assist to drive back the invader. "Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die." And the ninety summer days were lengthened into four long years. And the glamour of war was gone, and all of its romance, and in exchange, its bit- ter stern realities — the long campaigns, the bloody, in- decisive battles, the forced marches, the summer's heat, the winter's cold, the privations, the wounds, the sick- ness, the prison, the retreat, the defeat, the loss of hope. Ah, the sufferings and ills which these men bore bravely during those four long years, and as their columns wasted from the ravages of disease and death 9 they were recruited from home, until nearly all ex- cept the occupants of the cradle and the grave had gone to the front. And then the war ended, and the survivors turned their steps homeward, ragged, wound- ed, maimed, gaunt, hungry and hopeless. They found their homes dismantled, their families scattered and impoverished, their property destroyed or confiscated, and gloom and want brooding where they had left peace and prosperity. They found hard laws and strange rulers, and though amnested for their offenses against the govern- ment, they found themselves proscribed, and submit- ted to the political control of ignorance, dominated by cupidity and venality. Their struggle for bread was a hard one; that for personal freedom and political independence much harder. In the North, far different was the condition of the returning soldier. His homeward march was a grand military and civic ovation, in which he was wel- comed as his country's savior. With the music of bands, amid the roar of artillery, under triumphal arches, crowned with laurels and garlanded with hon- ors, he was welcomed to his home by neighbors, friends, brave men and fair women, who in their patriotic re- joicing forgot the personal cost of their country's vic- tory, and the blood and treasure which had willingly been poured forth to secure it. And those who returned not— the gallant Federal dead were gathered from their resting places, on every hill and in every valley of the South, and carried with that honor which was their due by their grateful country to the beautiful cemeteries laid out and main- tained at the government's expense, and buried with military honors, with tombstones and monuments, in those lovely cities of the dead, where they will ever re- main their country's guests, and in their honored graves 10 for generations to come will bear witness to the zeal- ous care of a grateful nation for its dead heroes. The Confederate dead, save the favored few brought to their former homes by the care of loving friends, lie where they fell, in battle's front, covered by the grass and verdure of twenty years growth, in graves unmarked, unknown, tar from home and all who loved. I make this comparison without bitterness and with no desire to criticise. The soldiers who did their duty on either side deserved all the honors and rewards which their grateful countrymen could be- stow upon them. I walk through the national cemeteries and the quiet ranks of the dead with respect and reverence. I honor the sentiment in the nation which thus guards and protects the memory of those who died that it should live. While serving in the Senate I voted with pleasure for every appropriation asked for for the pur- pose of beautifying and improving these grounds and their monuments. The noble stanzas written by a gallant Confederate soldier, now dead, which, cast upon enduring metal, adorn their walks and gates, thrill my every pulse with sympathy as I gaze upon the "bivouac of the dead." But while conceding to the fullest extent the honor to the victor, while claim- ing nothing from the government for the conquered, in pensions for the living or burial for the dead, I yet claim for them the ri^ht which belongs to all brave men, victor or vanquished, to honor the memory of their comrades who died in battle, to erect monumnnts over their graves, or in commemoration of their valor, devotion and self-sacrifice, though their resting places may be unknown and their bivouac not "On fame's eternal camping ground." The Confederate soldiers (whether right or wrong) fought and died for the cause which they be- lieved to be true and just. In its defence they 11 pledged and gave all that was tendered by their patriot fathers in 1776 — their lives, their fortunes, and their sacred honor. They accepted in good faith the results of the war as a decisionjbrever of the questions involved—ques- tions which had divided the councils of the country and threatened its tranquillity from the very formation of the government, and which, perhaps, could never have been finally settled except by the stern appeal to arms. If this be so, we thank Providence that the settle- ment came in our day instead of that of our children. We have renewed and cemented our devotion to the Union, a sentiment which was born and bred in us, which was hard to put aside and easy to reassume. We are to-day as true and loyal to the government, its Constitution and laws, as those whom twenty-five years ago we met in battle We complain of no change brought about by the war. It emancipated the slave and we thank God for his freedom. We were not originally responsible for the institution of slavery. No one would accept its restoration to-day. The questions of the right of secession on the one hand, and of the inviolability of the Union on the other, as I said, divided our people from the foundation of the government. We rejoice, and thank God, that it has beett forever settled, that this Union is " inseperable, now and forever." In its grand historic past we claim our full share ; its liberties were won and its institutions established in part by the efforts of our fathers. The enjoyment of those liberties and the benefit of pure goverment and re- publican institutions we desire to preserve as a heritage for our children and our children's children. And no generation that has gone, and none that is to come, were or will be, more devoted in their love of country, more jealous of its honor and more ready to do battle and make sacrifice in its defense against either domestic foe or for- 12 > eign enemy than the survivors of the Confederate army. What they destroyed they have labored to rebuild. Where the seeds of hate and rancor were planted by the civil war they have cultivated only friendship and p'eace. Where ruin and poverty were abroad through the land they have restored it to thrift and prosperity. In the hour of darkness and gloom they have borne themselves with patience and manhood, and when restored to the rights of sons, in the home of their fathers, they have accepted, with gladness and thanks, and pride, the duties and burdens which that restoration imposed. They are growing old and gray, Their youngest comrades have reached the meridian of life, and each day their numbers are lessened, as death calls for his de- tail from their roster. They no longer form the govern- ing class of the section for which tUey fought. They are crowded from the paths of active life by the boys, the children, the babies of the war, who have come to man- hood, and who have been educated in a struggle for live- lihood, not in lessons of hate or revenge. In the afternoon of life which has come to them all, and with the shadows of evening gathering over most of them, they look back through the twenty years of trials and struggles in which they have since been engaged to the memories of the war, without regret over precious years wasted and sacrifices made in vain, but with feel- ings of melancholy satisfaction and pride over duty done. Whatever history may say of the justice of our cause, she can never asperse or blacken the motives of those who upheld its banners in battle. We fought neither for greed nor conquest, neither for revenge nor power. A cause might be a mistaken one, but could be neither un- just nor cruel, to whose standard a whole God-fearing people rallied ; in whose defense mothers sent their sons, wives their husbands, and lovers their betrothed ; to fight for which, bishops and ministers, who preached the Gos- pel of peace and good will, laid aside their robes and 13 donned the habiliments of war — a cause whose support enlisted the earnest sympathy, and energy, of nearly every true woman and brave man throughout the Con- federacy, until the standard went down forever in defeat. And now that flag has been furled and put away for more than twenty years. The star-spangled banner floats all over this land, and bears thirty-eight stars, each repre- senting an equal and freedom-loving State. Under its folds we are assembled to-day, we sur- viving soldiers of the Confederate army, with many of those who fought against us as our honored guests, to inaugurate a monument to those who fell in battle or died in the service on our side. There is nothincr of treason, nothing of disloyalty in this. The men whom we desire to honor, less fortunate than we, were able to illustrate their patriotism only by dying for their cause. Had they survived they would have accepted the result as we did, and would have battled as cour- ageously against poverty and discouragement to restore their country to peace and its former prosperity. They would as proudly have upheld its banner, and stood as ready to do battle in its defense. As departed Ameri- can soldiers, their records are as bright, their spirits as pure and free from stain, their memories as glori- ous in all that speaks of duty nobly done, as if they slept as the nation's wards in yonder city of the dead. Living, they strove to do their duty. Dead, let no one challenge or criticise their motives. They have gone to a higher court for judgment. This stone is to be raised to commemorate their virtues, and the day will come, if it has not already dawned, when those virtues will be acknowledged of all men, when the Fed- eral soldier and his descendants will stand uncovered before this monument, as we bare our heads when we pass through their cities of the dead. In the beautiful suburbs of Boston, Harvard Col- lege, one of the most venerable and distinguished in- stitutions of learning in this country, has erected upon 14 the college grounds a memorial hall in commemora- tion of her sons who fell in the battles of the civil war. Marble tablets upon the walls are inscribed with the name, residence, rank and regiment of the deceased soldier, his class year, and the battle in which he fell. And she has placed the names of those who died in the Southern cause side by side with the names of those who fell fighting for the Union, and the youths who are fortunate enough to be educated at old Harvard are none the less patriotic or imbued with love of country because of this beautiful and fraternal testi- monial to the valor of the American soldier. I trust and believe that this spirit of liberality will spread and become general throughout the land. The dead issues of the past will be left for history to deal with. The former foemen have clasped hands in last- ing friendship, and their future struggle will be one of emulation in all that may conduce to the happiness, prosperity and glory of their common country. What a vista of greatness opens up before us ! We' have grown to be a Union of thirty-eight States, with sixty millions of people, the proudest and freest government ever devised by man ! Who can estimate what its future will be, or who can fix a limit to its growth in population, wealth, commerce and manufac- tures, or its progress in civilization, learning and the arts and sciences ? Who can tell how many new stars may claim a place upon its banner, or what may be the future boundaries of its territory ? In all of this magoifioient future we have our part, we and our children, and we have also our duties to per- form For twenty years we have labored, not only for the advancement of our own section, but to add to the prosperity aud wealth of our country. If it be yet said, in bitterness, of the Southern soldier, that he fought to destroy the Union, let it be answered, true, he gave four years of his youth to the cause of his section, which he believed to be just, but he has given twenty vears of his 15 manhood to the service of his country and has rebuilded on a firmer and more enduring foundation all that he aided to destroy. To the future service of his country, its defense in war, should war occur, and its advancement in glory, prosperity and happiness he devotes his maturer years and consecrates his old age, and when the hour for final parting comes he will leave these duties as a solemn trust to the children who are to take his place. This day which you have selected for your ceremony is the birthday of the most illustrious of Americans, he who is justly styled the " Father of His Country." I congratulate you that you have thus honored his mem- ory. The South gave him to the nation. The soil of the State which gave him birth was the principal theatre upon which the great battles of the late war were fought, and the roar of the guns and the tread of the contending armies reverberated above the grave where he sleeps, in thai beautiful spot which has bacome the Mecca of his countrymen. In his old age, when retiring forever from the honors and cares of public life, he addressed his fel- low-countrymen, with the prescience almost of superhu- man wisdom, and warned them of the dangers which he foresaw in their political future, and admonished them where the path of safety could be found. His warnings were unheeded; his advice was not followed. Perhaps its value and truth could only have been demonstrated by bitter experience. We disregarded his solemn warn- ings. Whose the fault let us not discuss, but both warn- ing and advice are as useful to-day as when given, and their value has been proven in the light of a terrible ex- perience. Thanks to a beneficent Providence, we are again in position to heed and profit by his teachings. On this anniversary of his birth, while assembled to do honor to his memory, as well as to our departed comrades, let us recall some of the patriotic words which he addressed to his people nearly ninety years ago. 16 "The unity of government," he iSaid, "which consti- stutes you one people, is also now dear to you. It is justly so ; for it is a main pillar in the edifice of your real independence — the support of your tranquillity at home, your peace abroad, of your safety, of your pros- perity, of that very liberty which you so highly prize. But as it is easy t© foresee that from different causes and from different quarters much pains will be taken, many artifices employed, to weaken in your minds the convic- tion of this truth ; as this is the point in your political fortress against which the batteries of internal and ex- ternal enemies will be most constantly and actively (though often covertly and insidiously) directed, — it is of infinite moment that you should properly estimate the immense value of your national union to your collective and individual happiness ; that you should cherish a cor- dial, habitual and immovable attachment to it ; accus- toming yourself to think and speak of it as of the palla- dium of your political safety and prosperity ; watching for its preservation with jealous anxiety ; discountenanc- ing whatever may suggest even a suspicion that it can, in any event, be abandoned, and indignantly frowning upon the first dawning of every attempt to alienate any portion of our country from the rest, or to enfeeble the sacred ties which now link together the various parts. " For this you have every inducement of sympa- thy and interest. Citizens, by birth or choice, of a common country, that country has a right to concen- trate your affections. The name of American, which belongs to yon in your national capacity, must always exalt the just pride of patriotism, more than appellations derived from local discriminations. With slight shades of difference, you have the same religion, manners, habits and political principles. You have, in a common cause, fought and triumphed together; the independence and liberty you possess are the work of joint counsels and joint efforts, of common dan- gers, sufferings and successes. But these considera- tions, however powerfully they address themselves to 17 your sensibility, are generally outweighed by those which apply more immediately to your interest ; here every portion of our country finds the most command- ing motives for carefully guarding and preserving the union of the whole, The North, in an unrestrained intercourse with the South, protected by the equal laws of a common government, finds in the productions of the latter great additional resources of maritime and commer- cial enterprise, and precious materials of manufac- turing industry. The South, in the same intercourse benefiting by the agency of the North, sees its agri- culture grow and its commerce expanded. Turning partly into its own channels the seamen of the North, it finds its particular navigation invigorated ; and while it contributes, in different ways, to nourish and increase the general mass of the national navigation, it looks forward to the protection of a maritime strength to which itself is unequally adapted. The East, in like intercourse with the West, already finds, and in the progressive improvement of interior com- munication, by land and water, will more and more find, a valuable vent for the commodities which each brings from abroad, or manufactures at home. The West'derives from the East supplies requisite to its growth or comfort, and what is perhaps of still great- er consequence, it must, of necessity, owe the secure enjoyment of indispensable outlets for its own pro- ductions to the weight, influence and the maratime strength of the Atlantic side of the Union, directed by an indissoluble community of interests as one na- tion. Any other tenure by which the West can hold this essential advantage, whether derived from its own separate strength or from an apostate and un- natural connection with any foreign power, must be intrinsically precarious. " While, then, every part of our country thus feels an immediate and particular interest in union, all the parts combined cannot fail to find, in the united mass 18 of means and efforts, greater strength, greater re- source, proportionably greater security from external danger, a less frequent interruption of their peace by foreign nations; and what is of inestimable value, they must derive from union exemption from those broils and wars between themselves, which so fre- quently afflict neighboring countries not tied together by the same government: which their own rivalship alone would be sufficient to produce, but which op- posite foreign alliances, atachments and intrigues, would stimulate and embitter. Hence, likewise, they will avoid the necessity of those overgrown military establishments, which, under any form of govern- ment, are inauspicious to liberty, and which are to be reguarded as particularly hostile to republican liberty: in this sense it is that your union ought to be consid- ered as a main prop of your liberty, and that the. love of one ought to endear to you the preservation of the other." In this hour of patriotic feeling and devotion, let us treasure these words which come down to us from a former generation, and which speak to us with the inspiration of prophecy. If the teachings of Washington have been disre- garded in the past, let us cherish them now in our hearts and hold them ever in reverence as the guides of our future action. Let us teach them to our children, in order that they may value and preserve their priceless heritage of freedom, liberty and pure government. And now fellow-citizens and fellow-comrades, in conclusion : In what little I have said to-day I have referred to the Confederate soldier and the Confederate dead as classes; I have referred to no individuals. I see around me gallant representatives of nearly every reg- iment and military organization which Louisiana sent to the field; I recognize the faces of men who distin- guished themselves in high command, and whose names 19 are proudly enrolled upon the history of their^State. I recognize many others equally heroic and self-sacri- ficing who fought in the ranks with distinguished gal- lantry, and who, if they carved no name in history for themselves, at least secured glory and undying fame for the regiment or battalion under whose flag they fought. In memory, I see again these regiments and bat- talions starting for the front, with music and banners and all the panoply of war, and memory brings back to me, and to all of you, the recollection of loved faces and brave hearts of many who were marching in the ranks, and who are absent from our gathering to-day, who will respond to lifes roll call no more forever — who are memories now. Of those whom to-day we honor. We cannot strew flowers upon their scattered A. graves ; we cannot mark their unknown resting places with stone or monument; we cannot gather their earthly spoil into beautiful mausoleums, or cities of the dead, but we erect this monument in their honor that all people in all time to come may know that the soldiers who died for the Confederate cause are not without love and honor and reverence in the land which gave them birth: ' ' Rest on, embalmed and sainted dead, Dear as the blood ye gave, No impious footstep here shall tread The herbage of your grave ; Nor shall your glory be forgot While Fame her record keeps, Or Honor points the hallowed spot Where Valor proudly sleeps. " Yon marble minstrel's voiceless stone, la deathless song shall tell, When many a vanished age hath flown, The story how ye fell; Nor wreck, nor change, nor winter's blight, Nor Time's remorseless doom, Shall dim one ray of glory's light, That gilds your deathless tomb." LIBRARY OF CONGRES! 013 764 576 2