Julia Ward Howe
Julia Ward Howe Poems
|1.||Tribute To Oliver Wendell Holmes||4/20/2010|
|2.||The Dead Christ||4/20/2010|
|4.||Limitations Of Benevolence||4/20/2010|
|6.||Robert E. Lee||4/20/2010|
|7.||The Bee's Song||4/20/2010|
|8.||Coquette Et Froide||1/1/2004|
|9.||Mother's Day Proclamation||1/1/2004|
|11.||My Last Dance||1/1/2004|
|12.||Battle Hymn Of The Republic||1/1/2004|
Battle Hymn Of The Republic
. Howe's Final version
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord:
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fatal lightning of his terrible swift sword:
His Truth is marching on.
I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps;
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps.
His Day is marching on.
I have read a fiery gospel, writ in burnished rows of steel:
'As ye deal with my ...