THE ARTILLERYMAN'S VISION.
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hile my wife at my side lies slumbering, and the wars are over long,And my head on the pillow rests at home, and the vacant midnightpasses,And through the stillness, through the dark, I hear, just hear, thebreath of my infant,There in the room as I wake from sleep this vision presses upon me;The engagement opens there and then in fantasy unreal,The skirmishers begin, they crawl cautiously ahead, I hear theirregular snap! snap!I hear the sounds of the different missiles, the short _t-h-t!t-h-t!_ of the rifle-balls,I see the shells exploding leaving small white clouds, I hear thegreat shells shrieking as they pass,The grape like the hum and whirr of wind through the trees(tumultuous now the contest rages,)All the scenes at the batteries rise in detail before me again,The crashing and smoking, the pride of the men in their pieces,The chief-gunner ranges and sights his piece and selects a fuse ofthe right time,After firing I see him lean aside and look eagerly off to note theeffect;Elsewhere I hear the cry of a regiment charging, (the young colonelleads himself this time with brandish'd sword,)I see the gaps cut by the enemy's volleys, (quickly fill'd up, nodelay,)I breathe the suffocating smoke, then the flat clouds hover lowconcealing all;Now a strange lull for a few seconds, not a shot fired on eitherside,Then resumed the chaos louder than ever, with eager calls and ordersof officers,While from some distant part of the field the wind wafts to my ears ashout of applause, (some special success,)And ever the sound of the cannon far or near, (rousing even in dreamsa devilish exultation and all the old mad joy in the depthsof my soul,)And ever the hastening of infantry shifting positions, batteries,cavalry, moving hither and thither,(The falling, dying, I heed not, the wounded dripping and red I heednot, some to the rear are hobbling,)Grime, heat, rush, aide-de-camps galloping by or on a full run,With the patter of small arms, the warning _s-s-t_ of the rifles,(these in my vision I hear or see,)And bombs bursting in air, and at night the vari-color'd rockets.
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