<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419909" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Dark Day without Rain</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The General stood looking in the mirror<br>Perfectly attired, Cap a Pied.<br>He turned to me and said<br>'We must not delay this, Mister Marshall.<br>This bitter cup that fate has handed me'<br>I handed him his sword in silence.<br>We'd be fighting in the hills<br>Were it up to me, <br>but even I knew that our men<br>were starving, Surrounded, <br>there could be no victory.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Traveler was mounted in an instant<br>Few looked finer on a horse than<br>Our Robert Lee.<br>Under flag of truce we rode<br>to the McLean House, <br>there to await the modern Ulysses.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Grant rode up dressed in a Sergent's uniform, <br>mud splattered, <br>His shoulder straps the only hint<br>of rank.<br>He looked more like the man<br>who had been beaten<br>Than General Lee who had to play that part.<br>He took Lee's white gloved hand, offered in greeting<br>both men's faces etched with suffering, I saw.<br>They reminisced about their other meeting, <br>when both served Scott in the Mexican War.<br>Then General Lee asked Grant<br>to state terms of surrender.<br>They sat down and, in short order, <br>ended the unpleasantness of war.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Victor was generous to the Vanquished: <br>No Rebel would be tried, or lose their home.<br>The men permitted to retain their side arms<br>Rations fed to men of skin and bone.<br>We'd Stack the drums and cannon in the field<br>Give our parole despite our internal pain<br>There were troops still in the field but it was over<br>April Ninth, a dark day without rain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419909" data-title="A Dark Day without Rain de John F. McCullagh" data-description="The General stood looking in the mirror Perfectly attired, Cap a Pied. He turned to me and said 'We must not delay this, Mister Marshall. This bitter cup that fate has handed me' I handed him his sword in silence. We'd be fighting in the hills Wer..."></div> </div> </div>

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