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For eyes have looked steady Its visor beneath O'er the work of the reaper, Whose harvest is Death. Let the muster-roll meagre So mournfully say How foremost in danger Went &quot;Company K &quot;—

Whose footstep unbroken Came up to the town, Where rampart and bastion Looked fearfully down— Who, closing up breaches, Yet kept on their way, Till guns downward pointing Faced &quot;Company K.&quot;

Like cameras fearful Stood cannon aloof, Till the signal was given To strike off a proof Of the soul of the soldier, To send up to Him. (Pray God that he knew them, Though bloody and dim!)

Who faltered or shivered? Who shunned battle-smoke? Whose fire was uncertain? Whose battle-line broke?