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" tis hard for us to fold it; Hard to think there's none to hold it; Hard that those who once unrolled it Now must furl it with a sigh. "
Younger American Poets, 1830-1890 - Page 73
edited by - 1891 - 666 pages
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Bentley's Miscellany, Volume 64

Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1868 - 648 pages
...hide it — let it rest. Take that Banner down, 'tis tattered ; Broken is its staff and shattered ; And the valiant hosts are scattered Over whom it floated high. Oh ! 'tis hard for us to (old it; Hard to think there's none to hold it ; Hard that those who once unrolled it Now must furl...
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Once a Week, Volume 1; Volume 18

Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1868 - 592 pages
...fold it — let it rest. Take that banner down— 'tis tattered. Broken is its staff, and shattered, And the valiant hosts are scattered Over whom it floated...sigh. Furl that banner — furl it sadly, — Once six millions hailed it gladly. And ten thousand wildly, madly, Swore it should for ever wave. Swore...
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The Musical World, Volume 43

1865 - 846 pages
...there's not a sword to save it. Furl it, fold it, let it rest. Furl that banner, torn and tattered. For the valiant hosts are scattered, Over whom it floated...to fold it, Hard to think there's none to hold it. Furl it, fold it, with a sigh. Furl that banner, furl it sadly, Once six millions wildly, madly. Deemed...
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South Songs: From the Lays of Later Days

Thomas Cooper De Leon - 1866 - 160 pages
...it—fold it; let it rest! Take that banner down ! ; Tis tattered! Broken is its staff and shattered; And the valiant hosts are scattered, Over whom it...fold it— Hard to think there's none to hold it! And that- those, who- once unrolled it, Now must furl it with a sigh! Furl that banner! Furl it sadly!...
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Poetry, Lyrical, Narrative and Satirical, of the Civil War

Richard Grant White - 1866 - 352 pages
...floated high. Oh, 't is hard for us to fold it ! Hard to think there 's none to hold it ; Hard, for those who once unrolled it, Now must furl it with a sigh. Furl that banner, furl it sadly ; Once six millions hailed it gladly, And ten thousand wildly, madly Swore it should forever wave ; Swore...
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War Lyrics and Songs of the South

Abram Joseph Ryan - 1866 - 284 pages
...it, hide it, let it rest. Take that banner down, 'tis tattered ! Broken is its staff and shattered, And the valiant hosts are scattered, Over whom it floated high. Oh ! 'tis hard for us to fold itHard to think there's none to hold it — Hard that those who once unrolled it, Now must furl it...
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Poetry, Lyrical, Narrative and Satirical, of the Civil War

Richard Grant White - 1866 - 368 pages
...it, let it rest. iI. Take that banner down, 't is tattered, — Broken is its staff and shattered ; And the valiant hosts are scattered, Over whom it floated high. Oh, 't is hard for us to fold it ! Hard to think there 's none to hold it ; Hard, for those who once unrolled...
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Mission life, ed. by J.J. Halcombe

John Joseph Halcombe - 1867 - 496 pages
...it, hide it, let it rest. Take that banner down, 'tis tattered, Broken is its staff and shattered, And the valiant hosts are scattered Over whom it floated...a sigh. Furl that banner, furl it sadly, Once ten thousands hailed it gladly, And ten thousands wildly, madly, Swore it should for ever wave ; Swore...
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War Poetry of the South

William Gilmore Simms - 1867 - 500 pages
...Take that banner down, 'tis tattered ; Broken is its staff, and shattered ; And the valiant hearts are scattered Over whom it floated high. Oh ! 'tis...with a sigh. Furl that banner, furl it sadly ; Once six millions hailed it gladly, And three hundred thousand, madly, Swore it should forever wave —...
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War Poetry of the South

William Gilmore Simms - 1867 - 508 pages
...Take that banner down, 'tis tattered ; Broken is its staff, and shattered ; And the valiant hearts are scattered Over -whom it floated high. Oh ! 'tis...it, Now must furl it with a sigh. Furl that banner, fnrl it sadly ; Once six millions hailed it gladly, And three hundred thousand, madly, Swore it should...
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