General Albert Sidney Johnston.
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By Mary Jervy, of Charleston.
In thickest fight triumphantly he fell, While into victory's arms he led us on; A death so glorious our grief should quell: We mourn him, yet his battle-crown is won.
No slanderous tongue can vex his spirit now, No bitter taunts can stain his blood-bought fame Immortal honor rests upon his brow, And noble memories cluster round his name.
For hearts shall thrill and eyes g-row dim with tears, To read the story of his touching fate; How in his death the gallant soldier wears The crown that came for earthly life too late.
Ye people! guard his memory--sacred keep The garlands green above his hero-grave; Yet weep, for praise can never wake his sleep, To tell him he is shrined among the brave!