Hamilton Fish Armstrong, ed. The Book of New York Verse. 1917.
The Wallabout Martyrs
By Walt Whitman
In Brooklyn, in an old vault, markd by no special recognition, lie huddled at this moment the undoubtedly authentic remains of the stanchest and earliest Revolutionary patriots from the British prison ships and prisons of the times of 177683, in and around New York, and from all over Long Island; originally buriedmany thousands of themin trenches in the Wallabout sands.
GREATER than memory of Achilles or Ulysses,
More, more by far to thee than tomb of Alexander,
Those cart loads of old charnel ashes, scales and splints of mouldy bones,
Once living menonce resolute courage, aspiration, strength,
The stepping stones to thee today and here, America.