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作词 : Sullivan Ballou |
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作曲 : Phil Coulter |
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July 14, 1861 |
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Washington, D. c |
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Dear Sarah: |
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Indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days, perhaps tomorrow. |
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Lest I should not be able to write you again, |
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I feel impelled to write a few lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more. |
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I have no misgivings about or lack of confidence in the cause in which I am engaged, |
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and my courage does not halt or falter. |
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I know how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and suffering of the revolution. |
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And I am willing— |
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perfectly willing– |
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to lay down all my joys in this life to pay that debt. |
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Sarah, my loves for you is deathless. |
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It seems to me bind me with mighty cables that nothing but omnipotence could break. |
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And yet my love of country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me irresistibly,with all these chains, to the battlefield. |
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The memory of all the blissful moments I have enjoyed with you come crowding over me, |
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and I feel most deeply grateful to God and you that I have enjoyed them so long. |
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And how hard it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes of future years when, |
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God willing, we might still have lived and loved together and seen our sons grow up to honorable manhood around us…… |
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If I do not return, my dear Sarah, never forget how much I love you, |
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nor that when my last breath escapes me on the battlefield, it will whisper your name. |
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Forgive my many faults and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless, how foolish I have sometimes been. |
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But, oh Sarah! |
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If the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they love, |
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I shall always be with you in the brightest days and in the darkest nights. |
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Always. Always. |
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And when the soft breeze fans your cheeks,it shall be my breath; |
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and as the cool air fans your throbbing temple,it shall be my spirit passing by. |
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Sarah, do not mourn me dead: |
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think I am gone and wait for me, for we shall meet again. |
