"The Soldier to his Mother," Hiram N. Hamilton Poem, 25 March 1863
The Soldier to his Mother
tune—the California Brothers.
On the field of battle, Mother,
All the night alone I lay,
Angels watching o'er me Mother,
Till the breaking of the day,
I lay thinking of you Mother,
And the loveing ones at home,
Till to our dear cottage, Mother,
Boy again I seem to come.
He to whom you taught me, Mother,
On my infant knee to pray,
Kept my heart from fainting, Mother,
When the vision passed away,
In the gray of morning, Mother,
Comrades bore me to the town;
From my bosom tender fingers,
Washed the blood that trickled down.
I must soon be going, Mother,
Going to the home of rest,
Kiss me, as of old, my Mother,
Press me nearer to your breast.
Would I could repay you, Mother,
For your faithful love and care;
God uphold and bless you, Mother,
In this bitter woe you bear.
Kiss for me my little brother,
Kiss my sisters, loved so well;
When you sit together, Mother,
Tell them how their brother fell,
Tell to them the story, Mother,
When I sleep beneath the sod,
xAll from love to her and God,
That I died to save my country,
All from love to her and God.
Leaning on the merit, Mother,
Of the One who died for all,
Peace is in my bosom, Mother,
Hark! I hear the angels call!
Don't you hear them singing, Mother,
Listen to the music's swell!
Now I leave you, loving Mother—
God be with you—fare you well.
Dedicated to Anna M. Monks,
By Hiram N. Hamilton
Soldier in Company G, 6th Regt.
Md Volunteers
United States Light Infantry
Harpers Ferry Va
March the 25th 1863
DATABASE CONTENT
| (10922) | DL1712.010 | 169 | Letters | 1863-03-25 |
Tags: Homesickness, Love, Poetry, Religion
People - Records: 2
Places - Records: 1
- (268) [origination] ~ Harpers Ferry, Jefferson County, West Virginia
SOURCES
"The Soldier to his Mother," Hiram N. Hamilton Poem, 25 March 1863, DL1712.010, Nau Collection
