{"id":20023,"date":"2019-05-27T10:26:14","date_gmt":"2019-05-27T15:26:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.kith.org\/vardibidian\/?p=20023"},"modified":"2019-05-27T10:41:13","modified_gmt":"2019-05-27T15:41:13","slug":"memorial-9","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kith.org\/vardibidian\/2019\/05\/27\/memorial-9\/","title":{"rendered":"Memorial"},"content":{"rendered":"

ONLY ONE KILLED by Julia L. Keyes<\/h3>\r\n
Only one killed\u2014in Company B;
\r\n   'Twas a trifling loss\u2014one man!
\r\nA charge of the bold and dashing Lee\u2014
\r\nWhile merry enough it was, to see
\t\r\n   The enemy, as he ran.
\r\nOnly one killed upon our side\u2014
\r\n   Once more to the field they turn.
\r\nQuietly now the horsemen ride\u2014
\r\nAnd pause by the form of the one who died,
\r\n   So bravely, as now we learn.
\r\nTheir grief for the comrade loved and true
\r\n   For a time was unconcealed;
\r\nThey saw the bullet pierced him through;
\r\nThat his pain was very brief\u2014ah! very few
\r\n   Die thus, on the battle-field.
\r\nThe news has gone to his home, afar\u2014
\r\n   Of the short and gallant fight,
\r\nOf the noble deeds of the young La Var
\r\nWhose life went out as a falling star
\r\n   In the skirmish of that night.
\r\n\"Only one killed! It was my son,\"
\r\n   The widowed mother cried.
\r\nShe turned but to clasp the sinking one,
\r\nWho heard not the words of the victory won,
\r\n   But of him who bravely died.
\r\nAh! death to her were sweet relief,
\r\n   The bride of a single year.
\r\nOh! would she might, with her weight of grief,
\r\nLie down in the dust, with the autumn leaf
\r\n   Now trodden and brown and sere!
\r\nBut no, she must bear through coming life
\r\n   Her burden of silent woe.
\r\nThe aged mother and youthful wife
\r\nMust live through a nation's bloody strife,
\r\n   Sighing, and waiting to go,
\r\nWhere the loved ones are meeting beyond the stars,
\r\n   Are meeting no more to part.
\r\nThey can smile once more through the crystal bars\u2014
\r\nWhere never more will the woe of wars
\r\n   O'ershadow the loving heart.
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