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82 He followed his star on the Romney march

Through the sleet to the wintry war;

And he followed it on when he bowed the grain—

The Wind of the Shenandoah;

At Gaines's Mill in the giant's strain—

On the fierce forced stride to Manassas-plain,

Where his sword with thunder was clothed again,

Stonewall followed his star.

His star he followed athwart the flood

To Potomac's Northern shore,

When midway wading, his host of braves

"My Maryland!" loud did roar—

To red Antietam's field of graves,

Through mountain-passes, woods and waves,

They followed their pagod with hymns and glaives,

For Stonewall followed a star.

Back it led him to Marye's slope,

Where the shock and the fame he bore;

And to green Moss-Neck it guided him—

Brief respite from throes of war:

To the laurel glade by the Wilderness grim,

Through climaxed victory naught shall dim,

Even unto death it piloted him—

Stonewall followed his star.