40 - The Surrender at Appomattox
The Surrender at Appomattox.
As billows upon billows roll,
On victory victory breaks;
Ere yet seven days from Richmond's fall
And crowning triumph wakes
The loud joy-gun, whose thunders run
By sea-shore, streams, and lakes.
The hope and great event agree
In the sword that Grant received from Lee.
The warring eagles fold the wing,
But not in Cæsar's sway;
Not Rome o'ercome by Roman arms we sing,
As on PharsaliaThe Roman epic poem by Lucan (39-65 CE), also known as De Bello Civili (On the Civil War), recounts Julius Caesar's defeat of Pompey resulting in the end of the Roman Republic.'s day,
But Treason thrown, though a giant grown,
And Freedom's larger play.
All human tribes glad token see
In the close of the wars of Grant and Lee.