SHILOH, A REQUIEM
by Herman Melville
Skimming
lightly, wheeling still,
The swallows fly low
Over
the fields in cloudy days,
The forest-field of Shiloh--
Over
the field where April rain
Solaced
the parched one stretched in pain
Through
the pause of night
That
followed the Sunday fight
Around the church of Shiloh--
The
church, so lone, the log-built one,
That
echoed to many a parting groan
And natural prayer
Of dying foeman mingled there--
Foeman
at morn, but friends at eve--
Fame or country least their care:
(What
like a bullet can undeceive!)
But now they lie low,
While
over them the swallows skim,
And all is hushed at Shiloh.
The Drummer Boy
Several people
have asked me to name the photographs on this page. So I will do so now.
1. Army of the
Ohio Gun Battery
2. Washington's
Battery (Confederate)
3. Old Glory over
Shiloh main entrance to the park
4. Confederate
Buriel Trench. Over 700 brave Southern soldiers are buried here
there are 3 more
buriel treches located in the park. The Federals were buried in the national
Cemetery in indivial graves.
5. The Confederate
Monument. Dedicated to all the South's brave men who fought and died on
this bloody battlefield.
The Lost Generation
Drummer boys
The song playing is Shiloh's Hill also Known as The Battle of Shiloh
written in 1862.