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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384972" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Charge of the Second Iowa Cavalry</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Comrades, many a year and day<br>Have fled since that glorious 9th of May<br>When we made the charge at Farmington.<br>But until our days on earth are done<br>Our blood will burn and our hearts beat fast<br>As we tell of the glorious moments we passed,<br>When we rode on the guns with a mighty shout<br>And saved Paine’s army from utter rout;<br>And our children in years to come will tell<br>How the 2nd rose through the shot and shell<br>Rode with a cheer on that 9th of May<br>And held the whole rebel army at bay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Behind lay the swamp, a dank morass.<br>A marsh - no horse nor man could pass<br>Save by one road, one narrow way.<br>But beyond that road our safety lay,<br>In front rose the hills which the rebels held<br>With his howling cannon that raked and shelled<br>Our troops.<br>We lay in the centre.<br>Paine,<br>Our general saw he must cross again<br>The narrow road, or his men were lost<br>The road was narrow. It must be crossed,<br>And crossed in haste, and the deadly rain<br>of the rebel guns 'Must be stopped!' said Paine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Twenty-four cannon thundered and roared!<br>Twenty-four cannon into us poured.<br>Twenty-four cannon! A devil’s den<br>Backed by full fifteen thousand men.<br>Must be held at bay till our troops could pass<br>In order over the dank morass.<br>Up to where the cavalry stand,<br>Waiting in order the word of command,<br>Gallops Paine. And his mighty shout<br>Rings the daring order out -<br>'Take and hold that battery!<br>Take it! Whatever the hazards be!'<br>'Draw sabres!' They flash in the startled air.<br>'Forward! Gallop! March!' Away<br>We ride. We must show our steel today!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Gallop! Charge!' On the rebels ears<br>Ring the thundering Yankee cheers!<br>And on, like a wave of maddened sea,<br>On - Dash the Iowa cavalry!<br>Into the torrents of shot and shell<br>That shrieks and screams like the fiends of hell!<br>Into the torrent of shot that kills!<br>Into the torrent of shell that stills<br>The cheer on many a lip, we ride<br>Like the onward rush of a whirling tide<br>Up to the cannon’s mouth,<br>Our cheers<br>Curdle the blood of the cannoneers<br>To right and left from his silenced guns<br>In wild retreat the rebel runs.<br>And the charge of the Iowa cavalry<br>Rushes on!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Can you stop the sea<br>When the storm waves break on the sandy shore<br>Driving the driftwood awrack? No more<br>Can the rebel resist the terrible charge<br>As we ride right up to their army’s marge -<br>They waver - the fifteen thousand men,<br>Waver and rally, and waver, and then<br>Our work is done.<br>Paine’s men had crossed<br>The swamp while our little band was lost<br>In the smoke and dust of the eager ride,<br>And are safe at last on the other side.<br>Then we ride back! We had saved the day<br>By holding the whole rebel army at bay,<br>While Paine made a hasty and safe retreat<br>Over the swamp.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We had conquered defeat!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Comrades, many a year and day<br>Have fled since that glorious 9th of May<br>When we made the charge at Farmington.<br>And our time on earth is almost run,<br>But when we are gone our children will tell<br>How we rode through rebel shots and shell.<br>How we rode on the guns with a mighty shout,<br>And saved Paine’s army from utter route.<br>And carved in the temple of glory will be<br>The roll of the 2nd Iowa Cavalry.<br>The brave old 2nd, that never knew<br>A deed too hard or rash to do.<br>The dear old 2nd, that would have spurred<br>Into Hell itself, if Hatch said the word.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ellis+Parker+Butler">Ellis Parker Butler</a><div class=q>
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Have fled since that glorious 9th of May
When we made the charge at Farmington.
But until our days on earth are done
Our blood will burn and our hearts beat fast
As we tell of the glorious moments we passed,
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