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Poem June 29, 1865

Dodgeville Chronicle

Dodgeville, Iowa County, Wisconsin

What is this article about?

Patriotic poem celebrating soldiers returning from war with scars and the flag, honoring their battles, the fallen comrades, and the peace they bring.

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Poetry.

They are Coming from the Wars.

BY EUGENE U. MUNDAY.

They are coming from the wars,
They are bringing home their scars,
They are bringing back the old flag, too, in
glory;
They have battled long and well,
And let after ages tell
How they won the proudest name in song
or story;
They have left the scanty fare,
They have left the fetid air,
They have dashed to earth the prison-walls
that bound them.
We are eager with our thanks,
We are pressing on their ranks,
We are grasping hands that held the States
unbroken,
Yet we sadly think of those
Who are sleeping with our foes,
And our trembling tongues give welcome
sadly spoken.
But the long delay is past,
They have brought us peace at last,
And how proudly through our veins the
blood is bounding.
And we bless our honored dead,
While the steady martial tread
Of returning veterans in our ears is sounding!
Yes they're coming from the wars,
They are bringing home their scars,
They are bringing back the old flag, too, in
glory;
They have battled long and well,
And let after ages tell
How they won the proudest name in song
or story!

What sub-type of article is it?

Ballad Ode

What themes does it cover?

Patriotism War Military Death Mourning

What keywords are associated?

Returning Soldiers War Scars Old Flag Honored Dead Peace Victory Veterans March Prison Escape

What entities or persons were involved?

By Eugene U. Munday.

Poem Details

Title

They Are Coming From The Wars.

Author

By Eugene U. Munday.

Subject

Returning Soldiers From War

Form / Style

Rhymed Stanzas With Refrain

Key Lines

They Are Coming From The Wars, They Are Bringing Home Their Scars, They Are Bringing Back The Old Flag, Too, In Glory; Yet We Sadly Think Of Those Who Are Sleeping With Our Foes, And Our Trembling Tongues Give Welcome Sadly Spoken. They Have Brought Us Peace At Last, And How Proudly Through Our Veins The Blood Is Bounding.

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