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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908).  An American Anthology, 1787–1900.  1900.
785. Dreaming in the Trenches
By William Gordon McCabe
I PICTURE her there in the quaint old room,
  Where the fading fire-light starts and falls,
Alone in the twilight’s tender gloom
  With the shadows that dance on the dim-lit walls.
Alone, while those faces look silently down        5
  From their antique frames in a grim repose—
Slight scholarly Ralph in his Oxford gown,
  And stanch Sir Alan, who died for Montrose.
There are gallants gay in crimson and gold,
  There are smiling beauties with powdered hair,        10
But she sits there, fairer a thousand-fold,
  Leaning dreamily back in her low arm-chair.
And the roseate shadows of fading light
  Softly clear steal over the sweet young face,
Where a woman’s tenderness blends to-night        15
  With the guileless pride of a knightly race.
Her hands lie clasped in a listless way
  On the old Romance—which she holds on her knee—
Of Tristram the bravest of knights in the fray,
  And Iseult, who waits by the sounding sea.        20
And her proud, dark eyes wear a softened look
  As she watches the dying embers fall:
Perhaps she dreams of the knight in the book,
  Perhaps of the pictures that smile on the wall.
What fancies I wonder are thronging her brain,        25
  For her cheeks flush warm with a crimson glow!
Perhaps—ah! me, how foolish and vain!
  But I ’d give my life to believe it so!
Well, whether I ever march home again
  To offer my love and a stainless name,        30
Or whether I die at the head of my men,—
  I ’ll be true to the end all the same.
  Petersburg Trenches, 1864.


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