To Our Soldiers in Blue.
Now the day-dream of peace lulls the soul
The red hand of strife is at rest in the land,
And our souls unto God breathe in prayers
The sharp pangs at parting from those whom
Are eased, and our bosoms may peacefully rest.
Our prayers and our tears for the dear ones who
All praise unto God whom our cause has so
The fair isle of Cuba lay prostrate in grief,
Her liberty strangled by Spain's tyrant hand;
But our brave boys rushed manfully to the relief
And now she stands free as our own blessed
To the flower of our hope, to our soldiers in blue,
A welcome, glad welcome, again to our home.
All honor and glory forever be due.
In triumph our conquering heroes have come.
'Tis enough, we have peace, and our brave boys,
Return to the hearts who have loved them so
'Triumphant they bear that proud flag, stream-
ing o'er us.
All hail to the cause of the Red White and
__Colfax Burgoyne Harman
Poems Of Sentiment
Colfax Burgoyne Harman
(Valley Falls, Kansas: Harman Publishing. 1905)