Chapter V: Book XXI: Drum-Taps
Eighteen Sixty-One Beat! Beat! Drums! From Paumanok Starting I Fly Like a Bird Song of the Banner at Daybreak Rise O Days from Your Fathomless Deeps Virginia—The West City of Ships The Centenarian's Story Cavalry Crossing a Ford Bivouac on a Mountain Side An Army Corps on the March By the Bivouac's Fitful Flame Come Up from the Fields Father Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field One Night A March in the Ranks Hard-Prest, and the Road Unknown A Sight in Camp in the Daybreak Gray and Dim As Toilsome I Wander'd Virginia's Woods Not the Pilot Year That Trembled and Reel'd Beneath Me The Wound-Dresser Long, Too Long America Give Me the Splendid Silent Sun Dirge for Two Veterans Over the Carnage Rose Prophetic a Voice I Saw Old General at Bay The Artilleryman's Vision Ethiopia Saluting the Colors Not Youth Pertains to Me Race of Veterans World Take Good Notice O Tan-Faced Prairie-Boy Look Down Fair Moon Reconciliation How Solemn As One by One [Washington City, 1865] As I Lay with My Head in Your Lap Camerado Delicate Cluster To a Certain Civilian Lo, Victress on the Peaks Spirit Whose Work Is Done [Washington City, 1865] Adieu to a Soldier Turn O Libertad To the Leaven'd Soil They Trod
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Index of the Project Gutenberg Works of Walt WhitmanChapter V: Book XXI: Drum-Taps
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