Our Left.
DEDICATED TO THE
Maryland Hero, Gen. Arnold Elzey, C. S. A.
From dawn to dark they stood,
That long midsummer's day;
While fierce, and fast,
The battle's blast,
Swept rank and rank away!
From dawn to dark they fought,
With legions swept and cleft;
While black and wide,
The battle's tide,
Paused ever on "Our Left!"
They closed each ghastly gap,
They dressed each shattered rank;
They knew how well,
That Freedom fell,
With that exhausted flank!
"Oh! for a thousand men,
Like those who melt away!"
And down they came,
With steel and flame,
Four thousand to the fray!
They left the laggard train,
The panting steam might say;
And down they came,
With steel and flame,
Head-foremost to the fray!
Right through the blackest cloud,
Their lightning path they cleft;
Freedom and Fame,
With Triumph came,
To "Our immortal Left!"
Ye of your living sure,
Ye of your dead bereft;
Honor the brave,
Who died to save,
Your all upon "Our Left!"
"Ole Secesh."
Baltimore, Oct. 20, 1861.
