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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409973" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The March to the Sea</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not Kenesaw high-arching,<br> Nor Allatoona's glen--<br>Though there the graves lie parching--<br> Stayed Sherman's miles of men;<br>From charred Atlanta marching<br> They launched the sword again.<br> The columns streamed like rivers<br> Which in their course agree,<br> And they streamed until their flashing<br> Met the flashing of the sea:<br> It was glorious glad marching,<br> That marching to the sea.<br>The brushed the foe before them<br> (Shall gnats impede the bull?);<br>Their own good bridges bore them<br> Over swamps or torrents full,<br>And the grand pines waving o'er them<br> Bowed to axes keen and cool.<br> The columns grooved their channels.<br> Enforced their own decree,<br> And their power met nothing larger<br> Until it met the sea:<br> It was glorious glad marching,<br> A marching glad and free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Kilpatrick's snare of riders<br> In zigzags mazed the land,<br>Perplexed the pale Southsiders<br> With feints on every hand;<br>Vague menace awed the hiders<br> In forts beyond command.<br> To Sherman's shifting problem<br> No foeman knew the key;<br> But onward went the marching<br> Unpausing to the sea:<br> It was glorious glad marching,<br> The swinging step was free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The flankers ranged like pigeons<br> In clouds through field or wood;<br>The flocks of all those regions,<br> The herds and horses good,<br>Poured in and swelled the legions,<br> For they caught the marching mood.<br> A volley ahead! They hear it;<br> And they hear the repartee:<br> Fighting was but frolic<br> In that marching to the sea:<br> It was glorious glad marching,<br> A marching bold and free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All nature felt their coming,<br> The birds like couriers flew,<br>And the banners brightly blooming<br> The slaves by thousands drew,<br>And they marched beside the drumming,<br> And they joined the armies blue.<br> The cocks crowed from the cannon<br> (Pets named from Grant and Lee),<br> Plumed fighters and campaigners<br> In the marching to the sea:<br> It was glorious glad marching,<br> For every man was free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The foragers through calm lands<br> Swept in tempest gay,<br>And they breathed the air of balm-lands<br> Where rolled savannas lay,<br>And they helped themselves from farm-lands--<br> As who should say them nay?<br> The regiments uproarious<br> Laughed in Plenty's glee;<br> And they marched till their broad laughter<br> Met the laughter of the sea:<br> It was glorious glad marching,<br> That marching to the sea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The grain of endless acres<br> Was threshed (as in the East)<br>By the trampling of the Takers,<br> Strong march of man and beast;<br>The flails of those earth-shakers<br> Left a famine where they ceased.<br> The arsenals were yielded;<br> The sword (that was to be),<br> Arrested in the forging,<br> Rued that marching to the sea:<br> It was glorious glad marching,<br> But ah, the stern decree!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For behind they left a wailing,<br> A terror and a ban,<br>And blazing cinders sailing,<br> And houseless households wan,<br>Wide zones of counties paling,<br> And towns where maniacs ran.<br> Was it Treason's retribution--<br> Necessity the plea?<br> They will long remember Sherman<br> And his streaming columns free--<br> They will long remember Sherman<br> Marching to the sea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(December, 1864.)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Herman+Melville">Herman Melville</a><div class=q>
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 Nor Allatoona's glen--
Though there the graves lie parching--
 Stayed Sherman's miles of men;
From charred Atlanta marching
 They launched the sword again.
 The columns streamed like rivers
 Which in their course agree,
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