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Colonel Frederick Taylor
(Gettysburg, July 3, 1863)

Many the ways that lead to death, but few
Grandly, and one alone is glory’s gate, -
Standing wherever free men dare their fate,
Determined, as thou wert, to die – or do!

This thou hast passed, young soldier, storming through
The fiery darkness round it, - not too late
To know the invaders beaten from thy State, -
Ah, why too soon to rout them, and pursue?

But some must fall as thou hast fallen; some
Remain to fight, and fall another day;
And some go down in peace to their long rest.

If’t were not now, it would be still to come;
And whether now, or when thy hairs were gray,
Were fittest for thee – God alone knows best.
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