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BEAUREGARD
by Catherine Anne [1816-1877]

Our trust is now in thee,
Beauregard!
In thy hand the God of Hosts
Hath placed the sword;
And the glory of thy fame
Has set the world aflame—
Hearts kindle at thy name,
Beauregard!
The way that lies before
Is cold and hard;
We are led across the desert
By the Lord!
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But the cloud that shines by night
To guide our steps aright,
Is the pillar of thy might,
Beauregard!
Thou hast watched the southern heavens
Evening starred,
And chosen thence thine emblems,
Beauregard;
And upon thy banner's fold
Is that starry cross enrolled,
Which no Northman shall behold
Shamed or scarred.
By the blood that crieth loudly
From the sword,
We have sworn to keep around it
Watch and ward,
And the standard of thine hand
Yet shall shine above a land,
Like its leader, free and grand,
Beauregard!
Mrs. C. A. Warfield.

Source: Project Gutenberg

Source: Project Gutenberg