'::'':^Abk,''/i\'^i''T/K^.^:JWVAi^J]W\'^M<' 1C y X c ^S -Cccc cc ^ ^ C C r CC ^ c cc ct i. c c< > • c «r cr r S^ c c: cc c ^^ (J^c tj '/^$r c;« C^C C( CC C C CC cc^iC^ CC CC CC caccc C C c V C CLC: c ^r CC ^n IDE^nD WfilTTEN FOR THE OCCASION OF THE §U0rating 0f % Solbier's (grufa^^, pag 30t^, 1869, By a. NAPHEOYI, M,D., A.M., Author of the "Album of Language," "History of Hungary^" "Among the Arabs,' " The Cause of the Yellow FcTer," Etc., Etc. NEW YORK : Published by the Attthoe. 1869. C^ i Entered aeconUng to Act of Congress in the year 18G9, hy H. G. Kaphegyi, in the Clerk's Office of the Distriet Court for the Southern District of Seiv York Metropolitan Job Printing and Engraving Establishment, 97 Nassau Street, N. Y THE ^tmh ^mm df tl|e Jea^ ''he full-orbed inooii, serenely bright^ L^lWas shedding floods of mellow light : cT^ While ghttei-ing in the firmament The comitless stars tlieir histre lent : The sky a beauteous curtain spread For the great bivouac of the dead. ^^ message speeds from gi-ave to grave- " Awake ! Arise ! ye buried brave I To-morrow is a sacred day — The cherished Thirtieth of May ; And 'neath Virginia's famous trte A memorable review will be, Where two loved heroes met and swore To live in peace and fight no more." 6 tSkHE Orderly at the tomb now reads The names renowned for glorious deeds, And summons all both low and high, In distant graves or buried nigh, To march and form the grand parade Where once they battled undismayed. "Igbis now tlie solemn midnight hom*— All nature breathes a tranquil power ; Deep stillness reigns — and all around, Or far or near, no voice or sound Distui'bs the preparation made For the ghostly, grand 2)arade. _ HE time arrives — the appointed time ; The bells send forth a wierd-like chime ; A muffled drum is heard afar ; The dreary tombs are now ajar ; The bugle sounds o'er vale and hill. Sending forth a magic thrill Through the bones of all who sleep In their graves so cold and deep. ^ HE earth is now convulsed and shaken ; The phantom soldiers now awaken ; At the trumpet's starthng sound The clay is loosed that held them bound, AVhilst their fleshless bones they shake, Fearful is the sound they make ; Now they hasten, swiftly all. To obey their chieftain's call. Igl/EiiRiDLE beyond surmising Is tins wonderful uprising : Sad and wild the dire commotion, Like the hurrying waves of ocean ; Some whose names no one could tell — Rudely left where'er they fell : No one to whisper loving tones — None to sepulture their hones. JSere an arm and there a head With a stranger-corpse was laid : Here a leg and there a heart From its own trunk torn apart : Here two heads together lay With a trunk half sunk in clay, As though looking, hut in vain. Their proper bodies to regain. fHE hour now is far advancino- :— On they hasten, leaping, dancing ; While from their dry bones there gleams A sea of phosphorescent beams. That vacant socket of the eye Wliere the vision once did lie — Fierce in battle's wildest storm Shelters now a loathsome worm. I^ND in lieu of voiceless tongue A hideous serpent, thin and long, In the chest a home has found, Hissing there its horrid sound ; Through the hollow cheek now peeping — Through the brainless skull now creeping- Gliding through the broken teeth — More repulsive making death. Jy tlie moon's fast waning liglit, That phantom crowd — a fearful sight — Still hasten at the drum's sad beating, And as they march, fresh comrades raeetiug^ Arrive, at last a formidable band. On yonder plain and take their stand. .eN the centre of tlie field Hangs high aloft Columbia's shield, Draped, like her flag, in deepest woe For all her gallant sons laid low ; AYliile she, bowed down with heai'tfelt sadness. Weeps tears almost akin to madness. "ISi/HE trumpet sounds, the drum is beat, Wliile all along this spectral street The skeletons parade in state, And eagerly their chief await. He comes — and raised above the throng His clarion voice is borne along Commanding now the grand review Before the earlv dawn is due. ^RIEND and toe stand side by side, While rapidly still sw^ells the tide Of phantoms to this midnight throng- And now is heard their battle sono- : ^^olumbia's sons, the free and brave P'or Liberty their heart's blood gave : Yielded up their all of life In the dark and bloody strife — While at each returning year They bring the tribute of a tear From phantom eyes that still can weep Their comrades' sad, unending sleep." ^^XD when the song is at an end The skeletons in reverence bend Before the banner of the brave That led to glory or the grave. The morning star at last appears, And from the phantom band three cheers Resound along the echoing land As North and South join hand in hand. ^AiiK ! from afar the martial sound Proclaims that some are not yet found — That some who fell 'mid war's dread noise Have not yet heard the captain's voice : Butlol as whirlwind through the trees, Or storm-tossed waves of angry seas, Still other thousands hither come, Darkenino; old ocean's foam. 'HRONED on waves of bluish fire. In his gala day attire. Rides old Neptune, leading on This numerous and mighty throng : '*Here I come, and from the deep Have I rescued those who sleep ; I bring them all, a merry band To join their comrades of the land." 10 ^ROM the ocean's watery grave I have summoned all the brave — Called them from their hidden cave.'i Washed by limpid, cooling waves. They had beds of glittering sand Softer tlian those made on land: Purest pearls and coral red Decked each hero's nuptial bed." jEi/iiE deep-sea tribes intruded not Into the charming, hallowed spot Where lay their bones as wondrous white As the moonbeam's silvery light: And o'er their heads the sad sea's surge I caused to sing a ceaseless dirge." tJlow thev land, these tafs of vore. Following Neptune to the shore : — Gliding, rolling, like the waves That for years have washed their graves, They greet their brethren of the land. Shaking cordially each hand. Asking questions, one another. Meeting father, son or brother. Ki/ BEDiEXT to their chiei's command, The tars now take their proper stand. And as their ensigns they unfold Tliey greet them with a love untold, For st*-eaming from the towering mast Thev saw each seaman breathe his last. u ^IFE and drum once more are somiding ; Forward all the tars are bounding ; Armed with cutlass, pike, grenade, Accoutred for the grand parade, They form their line, and cheering loud, Sweep onward like a threat'ning cloud. . .kO wilder prank e'er vet had birth Than this death-march upon the earth • All animated nature quakes With terror at the noise it makes, As onward with a heavy tramp They hasten to the midnight camp— ^ )Some with rattling; 2:un and lanco Trophies for the soldier's dance ; Some with bullets through their bones — Others crushed bv heavv stones. IS/HE war-horse scents the dance of death And gallops on with steaming breath. Outstripping all in the wild race To fill his own appointed place ; For when the battle-field was rife With shrieks and groans and deadly strife, He by the cannon firmly stood Till ebbed away his gallant blood. @^iiE ca cavalry from far and wide. Like lightning speed upon their ride : With clanging sword and rattling shield They now draw near the muster-field. The dust obscures them as a cloud, But from each throat, wild, clear and loud Bursts forth, of their approach to tell, The ne'er to-be forgotten yell. 12 JB/HE great guerilla leads in front As when he bore the battle's brunt — With martial mien as when in life He led his men to deadh^ strife, And now resounds his clarion voice Above the deaf 'ning din and noise : '* Close up, close up, my men, the rear, And let us charge in fall career !" ^HE deep-mouthed cannon now^ appear, And mortars huge bring up the rear ; Their thunder- tones and sulphurous breath Add horror to the dance of death. OW stand the myriads, rank and file — Upon each face a ghastly smile : In dread array compact they stand And listen for their chief's command To pass the men in grand review WTio fought Columbia's battles through. ||^UT hark ! they hear another sound ; A herald speeds along the ground — A strange tiag flutte.'s in his hind Belonging to a foreign land — And riding swiftly to the chief Delivers thus his message brief: ROM distant lands I hitlier come Where Freedom hath her pleasing home. The deeds of all your soldiers brave Have drawn our heroes from the grave ; And now they ask consent to be Spectators at death's grand levee," 13 JB/O this replied our honored chief In cordial tones and accents brief: — Thrice welcome shall your brave ones be Who hither come from o'er the sea ; A place of honor they shall have Till they retm-n to fill the grave." HiLE thus he speaks, Helena's rock Is rent by some resistless shock ; From off the prisoner are cast The British chains tliat held him fast. He quickly buckles on his sword, And for his only son, adored, A message sends to " Shonbrun's" cell ■\^aiere the Duke of "Eeichstadt" fell ASTE, haste, my son, to Freedom's land- A greeting from a friendly hand Awaits us, and a glorious siglit Upon this memorable night — For there the dead in battle slain Will meet on iVppomattox plain." %Me gives rein to his iiery steed, And galloping with lightning speed, He sees before him in full view His victor-foe of Waterloo, ^Vnd with him Blucher, Prussia's pride. Who joined with glee this phantom ride, 14 LD Wenin2:ton his steed reins in And welcomes with a ghostly grin The greatest captain of his age — One who had filled bright glory's page. But who, as history doth tell, For France and through ambition fell. APOLEON then his hand extends As if the three were bosom friends— For when to Pluto's realm they go The dead know neither friend or foe. Forgotten now is all the strife, Their mortal enmity in life, And the brave trio hasten on Followed by Napoleon's son. N Europe's hard-fought battle fields, Once thickly strewn with battered shields, The phantoms like swift meteors pass Through waving grain and fragrant grass ; They look in vain for sign of yore, For all is green where once was gore. APOLEON now commands the brave To rise and follow from the grave. At once French, Germans, English, all Spring up responsive to his call; With dance and jest and martial song The countless columns march along To where the waves of ocean roar, The highway to Columbia's shore. i lo HEY throw a cable o'er the tide, And cross the bridge witli rapid stride; An instant, and the throng is here, Welcomed with a hearty cliecr By Liberty's uprisen brave Who fought that Freedom they might save. JftuT these were far from being all Who answered to the general call: Tlie prophet worshipped as divine, Mahomet — he of Mecca's shrine — And by request the Sultan came, Saladin, as he's known to fame. Together they the Eed Sea crossed. And on its waves were sorely tossed. But both determined were to be At Death's magnificent levee. ^ACiiM-\JD, Allah wah barraha," Was the greeting from ]\Iaboma ; AMiile the crescent floating high. Believers flock from far and nigh ; The janizaries without number. Startled from their heavy slumber. Form an army strong and grand And leave behind the Moslem land. HE echo of this great parade To Alpine heights its way had made, And from the peaks of Switzerland There sallied forth a gallant band : By William Tell they were led on, Helvetia's noblest, bravest son. Who, from Gessler s chains to free, Libertv's Messiah was to be. IG ^^HAT strange contrasts met the sight Upon this great, eventful night ! Men of every warlike nation Men of every clime and station Tm-k and Teuton, Celt and Gaul, Magyars, E-omans, Grecians, all Hastening with quick-coming breath To attend the dance of death. OPE and priest and bishop meet And one another kindly greet : Luther, too, of lion heart In the journey takes a part ; While Huss, with Calvin by his side, Joins in the phantom, midnight ride ; Nor last, nor least great Humboldt came, Whose Cosmos won undvins: lame. 1. ^^T length the ocean shore they reach, And strongly anchored near the beach A monstrous iron structure rides. By wind and steam to cleave the tides. Watts has made the fui-nace glow — Cortez guides the vessel's prow— Whilst Columbus, chart in hand, Points to his discovered land. ^RANKLiN bids the lightning play, Illumining them upon their way. Now the hissing waves recede ; Now she flies with meteor speed, And faster yet that phantom ship Shall glide upon her ghostly trip — • And long before the dawn is due Shall land her passengers and crew. I 17 ONiibT these, were iiaiiies iiiinientiuned yet Brave Bolivar and Lafayette ; Attila, once the scourge of Eonie, And Cnmans from Iiis Magyar homo : Czar Peter, from tlie Kremlin came AVith Catherine, Russia's pride and shame ; And from the Macedonian shore Pliilip and his son came o'er. ^^JESAE, from Rome's capitol, Came with Carthage's Hannibal ; Troy and Thermopylae replied. And sent their brave across the tide ; Priam, Leonidas, and kindred dead. Upon the midnight journey sped. %%Oit warriors alone composed that throngv For speech, philosophy and song, Had representatives from Rome and Greece To teach, enlighten and to please,— Homer, .Vristotle, Plato, Virgil, Cicero and Cato — With many others of like fame, But whom 'twere useless here to name. ^T length the harp of Erin spoke. When from their mouldy graves awoke Shakespeare, Byron, Burns and jMoore, Who hastened to the ocean shore : Its sad tones reached the prison cell Of Schiller, singer of the " Bell ;" He rose and knocked with bony hand Upon the tombstone of Uhland ; Then both proceeded to awake Their brother Goethe : Schiller spake — 18 I^OME, liasten ! let's not be too late,- The other singers all await ; The warrior's wish to hear us sing A song to make the welkin ring ; We, too, are warriors, for we Gave all our strength for liberty ; I For liberty of speech and thought." |. We, too, in Freedom's battle fought ^ ^ HE poets then proposed to call Some great musicians for the ball ; Beethoven, Mozart and Bellini, Mendelssohn and sweet Rossini, Handel, too, and Meyerbeer, Were selected to appear. ffl UT still the throng was not complete, For as they skip along they meet Painters and sculptors in high glee, At thought of death's wild revelry — For they had come prepared to place, On canvass and in stone, each face And form and scene, for future sight. That might inspire them that great night. ^^RTiSTS they were : alas ! no more Will such be seen as lived of yore ! Raphael hung on Ruben's arm. With that sweet face, so mild and warm ; And Titian on Murillo hung. And spoke of art with fluent tongue : While Rembrandt gaily smiled and talked, And where his fancy pleased him walked. I 19 mioT far behind Can ova came And Angelo, all known to fame, For sculpture, these; for painting, those : And each unfading lustre throws On Rome, once mistress of the world But now from art and power hurled : — Artists they were, of whom 'tis true That "when they died their art died too." SkO the Styx, as smooth as glass, The "rear guard" of the dead now pass, Where Charon, ever at his post Awaited the distinguished host. The feiTyman soon plies his oar. And lands them on the hither shore. iSl/HEY seek at once the sounding sea ; ^olus lets the chained winds free ; The sails no longer hug the mast. But swell out at the storm-king's blast ; And o'er the waves the phantoms go Swiftly as bolt from archer's bow. At length Columbia's shore they gain And hasten to Virginia's plain. JIuHUS all the giiests that were invited At Appomattox stand united : And 'twas an awe-inspiring sight That met the startled gaze that night ! A marshal having, with much grace. Assigned each guest his proper place. Silence reigned — all held their breath To hear the overture to Death. 20 ^OZAKT, while crossing o'er the ocean, Inspired by a divine emotion, The grand and glorious piece (hd write For tlie concert o^* tliat night, And taught it to tlie famous band Brought with him from liis native land. The proper signal now is given, And quick as lightning flash from heaven Ten thousand sounds harmonious meet In one wild gush of music sweet. <^0 solemn now, and now s(j thrillinj The notes that all the air are filling — At times so sad, at times so grand, The music of this wondrous band, That not till now on earth below Did such melodious sounds e'er flow : So rich, so pure, so deep, so clear. That tuneful angels paused to hear. "kUheik bony flnu-ers oji the liari) Draw tones now loud, now soft, now sharj), Or, wandering o'er the sweet guitai', Celestial music heard afar. Some with their ghostly breath do All The deep-mouthed trump or clarion shrill, While some on brass and kettle-drums Keep sweet concordance with their tlmmbs^ 1 j^iu: imdieiK-e -at eacli proper j)ause Evince unqualified applause, And at its end one wild acclaim Ascends to Heaven as breath ot flame. Henceforth the " llequieum" will cease To be deemed ^lozart's master-piece ; Nor will the *^ 31arch" of ^leyerbeer With this grand overture compare — Xor shall we till the judgment day Hear such insj.irod musicians play. I. JUiiE concert o'er, and silence had, Blind Homer quotes his ''Iliad;'' Xext, on the air and loved so well Are heard the tones of Schiller's "Bell:" Then Byron from " Chllde Harold" reads And Dante on his "Furies" leads ; While Klopstock, Milton, Moore and Burns, And manv others, take their turns. ^/HEN Luther touches the great "Book," And gazing up with reverend look, Bestows a benediction brief, The signal that Columbia's chief The grand review will now begin. Straightway the trump with clamorous din Commands the warriors to fall in. i — HEY form their ranks and march alontf. Shouting loud their favorite song — ••Hail, Columbia, happy land ! Hail, ye heroes, heaven-born band !" Saluting as they see it w^ave The banner of the free and brave. 22 lEbHE ranks now halt, and arms present- For in their midst, from lieaven sent, Appears Columbia's cherished son, The great, immortal Wasliington. On him each warrior's eyes are bent With looks of love and gaze intent ; Whilst he, moved with emotion strong. Surveys the innumerable throng, And then with sad and tearful eye. Addresses thus, the Deity : — ^^ Heavenly Father ! pardon those. Our country's wicked, direful foes, Who caused the fratricidal strife, That sacrificed so much of life ; That desolation, ruin wrought. And suffering to each hearth-stone brought Who tried for years with sword and brand ^ To desolate our prosperous land. ,^ND take beneath thy mighty arm. And shield, protect and keep from harm. The kindred of the gallant dead ; And all Thy richest blessings shed Wherever sickness, pain or grief Asks of thee comfort and relief. Unite our hearts, unite our hands In strong, indissoluble bands ; And may the past outlay of blood, Cement new ties of brotherhood." 23 3|E ceased and from the Eastern sky, Burst forth a flood of richest dye That 'round our honored chieftain threw, A mantle of red, white and blue. All eyes were dazzled by the sight ; While, in this blaze of varied light. By hands invisible led on, Was borne to Heaven our Washington. The graves then opened for the dead And each resumed his narrow bed. :<^g cc <: CjC^c: .^S-^ €i^mc^ii c&^i 4mm '7rYr