Explore "The Fall of Richmond. the Tidings Received in the Northern Metropolis. (April, 1865.)" by Herman Melville on Textopian.
What mean these peals from every tower, / And crowds like seas that sway? / The cannon reply; they speak the heart / Of the People impassioned, and say -- / A city in flags for a city in flames, / Richmond goes Babylon's way -- / _Sing and pray._
O weary years and woeful wars, / And armies in the grave; / But hearts unquelled at last deter / The helmed dilated Lucifer -- / Honor to Grant the brave, / Whose three stars now like Orion's rise / When wreck is on the wave -- / _Bless his glaive._
Well that the faith we firmly kept, / And never our aim forswore / For the Terrors that trooped from each recess / When fainting we fought in the Wilderness, / And Hell made loud hurrah; / But God is in Heaven, and Grant in the Town, / And Right through might is Law -- / _God's way adore._