Abram Joseph Ryan
Abram Joseph Ryan Poems
- In Memory Of My Brother Young as the youngest who donned the ...
- The Sword Of Robert Lee Forth from its scabbard, pure and ...
- A Laugh -- And A Moan The brook that down the valley So ...
- Old Trees Old trees, old trees! in your mystic gloom There's...
- Better Than Gold Better than grandeur, better than ...
- A Child's Wish Before an Altar I wish I were the little ...
- The Conquered Banner Furl that Banner, for 'tis weary; Round...
Abram Joseph Ryan (February 5, 1838 - April 22, 1886), OSFS, was an American poet, an active proponent of the Confederate States of America, and a Roman Catholic priest. He has been called the "Poet-Priest of the South," and less frequently, the "Poet Laureate of the Confederacy."
Ryan was born on February 5, 1838 in Hagerstown, Maryland, to Irish immigrants Matthew ... more »
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In Memory Of My Brother
Young as the youngest who donned the Gray,
True as the truest that wore it,
Brave as the bravest he marched away,
(Hot tears on the cheeks of his mother lay)
Triumphant waved our flag one day --
He fell in the front before it.
Firm as the firmest, where duty led,
He hurried without a falter;
Bold as the boldest he fought and bled,
And the day was won -- but the field was red --
And the blood of his fresh young heart was shed
On his country's hallowed altar.
On the trampled breast of the battle plain
Where the foremost ranks had wrestled,