Anonymous Americas

Half a mile, half a mile,  Half a mile onward,
Right through the Georgia troops  Broke the two hundred
"Forward the Mule Brigade
Charge for the Rebs," they neighed

Though Prison Bars my Freedom mars,and Glittering Bayonets Guard me round,
My Rebel soul Scorns such Control,and Dwells with Friends on Southern Ground
My Heart is Light, and Spirits Bright,and Hope, with Her Enchanting Wand,
Gives ...

Once upon a midnight chilling, as I held my feet unwillingO'er a tub of scalding water, at a heat of ninety-four;
Nervously a toe in dipping, dripping, slipping, then out-skipping,
Suddenly there came a ripping whipping, at my chamber's ...

Into all lives some rain must fall,
Into all eyes some tear-drops start,
Whether they fall as gentle shower,
Or fall like fire from an aching heart

In a southern forest gloomy and old,
So lately the scene of a terrible fight,
A soldier, alone in the dark and cold,
Is keeping the watch tonight

A Texas cowboy lay down on a barroom floor,
Having drunk so much he could drink no more;
So he fell asleep with a troubled brain To dream that he rode on a hell-bound train
The engine with murderous blood was damp And was brilliantl...

The first Nowell the Angel did say   Was to three poor Shepherds in the fields as they lay;   In fields where they lay keeping their sheep   In a cold winter's night that was so deep
Nowell,
Nowell,
Nowell,

Clannesse who so kyndly cowþe comende & rekken vp alle þe resounz þat ho by ri3t askez, Fayre formez my3t he fynde in for[þ]ering his speche & in þe contrare kark & combraunce huge
For wonder wroth is þe Wy3þat wro3t alle þinges W...

Our flag is proudly floating On the land and on the main,
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom
Beneath it oft we've conquered,
And we'll conquer oft again

I know the sun shines, and the lilacs are blowing, And the summer sends kisses by beautiful May —Oh
to see all the treasures the spring is bestowing, And think my boy Willie enlisted today
It seems but a day since at twilight, low hummin...

I am an Abolitionist
I glory in the name:
Though now by Slavery’s minions hiss’d And covered o’er with shame,
It is a spell of light and power —The watchword of the free : ——Who spurns it in the trial-hour,

A Texas cowboy lay down on a barroom floor,
Having drunk so much he could drink no more;
So he fell asleep with a troubled
To dream that he rode on a hell-bound train

No one can know the potential,
Of a life that is committed to win;
With courage - the challenge it faces,
To achieve great success in the end

If all our life were one broad
Of sunlight, clear, unclouded;
If all our path were smooth and fair,
By no soft gloom enshrouded;

The other night while we lay musing, and our weary brain confusing o'er the topics of the day,
Suddenly we heard a rattling, as of serious hosts a-battling, as they mingled in the fray
"What is that
" we cried, upstarting,...

Oh Shenandoah, I long to hear you, Away you rolling river, Oh Shenandoah, I long to hear you, Away,
I'm bound away 'Cross the wide Missouri
Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter, Away you rolling river, I'll take her 'cross your rollin' wa...