Wild-warble but the brave;
To the wearied, sing of sleep,
And sing, to me, the grave.




BURKE OF THE BRAVE BRIGADE.

_Inscribed to Dennis F. Burke, last Commander of the
Irish Brigade, at Gettysburg._


THE SPIRIT OF THE SOUTH.

"Why come ye to this mountain, lads,
In panoply of war?
Why leave ye the hills of your native heath,
To seek these heights afar?"


BURKE OF THE BRAVE BRIGADE.

"We have come to unchain the slave,
And not for a dress parade;
We have come to save man's flesh from the lash,"
Said Burke of the Brave Brigade.
"We have heard his low cry afar,
We have felt the self-same chain,
And we've come, my friends, through peace or war,