...hear again, 'The right is lost! ' Swart Rosecrans exelaim! 'But not the left,' young Garfield criei: 'From that we must not sever, While Thomas holds the field that lies On Chickamauga River.' " Through tongues of flame, through meadows brown, Dry valley roads concealed, Ohio's hero dashes down...

...see, through memories dark and bright, The altar-fires of Mars. The morning breaks with screaming gun8 From batteries dark and dire, And where the Chickamauga...gods with men Were on Olympian heights contending. Through tongues of flame, through meadows brown, Dry valley roads concealed, Ohio's hero dashes down...

...It was the Sabbath, and in awe We heard the dark hills shake, And o'er the mountain turrets saw The smoke of battle break. And, 'neath that war-cloud,...gods with men Were on Olympian heights contending. Through tongues of flame, through meadows brown. Dry valley roads concealed, Ohio's hero dashes down...

...Cumberland, Unequal, met the foe ! Again, O fair September night ! Beneath the moon and stars, I sec, through memories dark and bright, The altar fires...gods with men Were on Olympian heights contending. Through tongues of flame, through meadows brown, Dry valley roads concealed, Ohio's hero dashes down...

...dark and dire, And where the Chickamauga runs Red runs the muskets' fire. I see bold T^ongstreet's darkening host Sweep through our lines of flame, And...of hope bereft, The cannoneers, like Titans, rolled I see the battle-clouds again, With glowing autumn splendors blending ; It seemed as if the gods with...

...of flame, And hear again, " The right is lost !" Swart Rosecrans exclaim. " But not the left," brave Garfield cries ; " From that we must not sever, While...Thomas holds the field that lies On Chickamauga river!" Through tongues of flame, through meadows brown, Dry valley roads concealed, Ohio's hero dashes down...

...September night! Beneath the moon and stars, I see, through memories dark and bright. The altar-fires of Mars. The morning breaks with screaming guns From...gods with men Were on Olympian heights contending. Through tongues of flame, through meadows brown, Dry valley roads concealed, Ohio's hero dashes down...

...screaming guns From batteries dark and dire, And where the Chickamauga runs Red runs the muskets' fire. 1 see bold Longstreet's darkening host Sweep through...gods with men Were on Olympian heights contending. Through tongues of flame, through meadows brown. Dry valley roads concealed, Ohio's hero dashes down...