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- # STONEWALL JACKSON
## Overview - What this is (type, form, dates, scope)
This is a chapter of a poem titled "STONEWALL JACKSON," extracted from the poetry collection, "[John Marr and Other Poems](arke:01KG8AJ5CWVMSM9AY2938E996H)". The chapter, a poem itself, is a lament for Confederate General Stonewall Jackson, and was extracted from the source file "john_marr_and_other_poems.txt" on January 30, 2026. The poem is situated between the preceding chapter, "[MALVERN HILL](arke:01KG8AJJ09462PPQJHC7P3RQSP)", and the following chapter, "[THE HOUSE-TOP](arke:01KG8AJJ08EXJEEBMRPJDF29K1)".
## Context - Background and provenance from related entities
The poem is part of the larger "Melville Complete Works" collection ([arke:01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW]), which contains the text file "john_marr_and_other_poems.txt" ([arke:01KG89J19Y3FNVN5KWASY78BP4]). The structure of the poem was extracted by "structure-extraction-lambda" on January 30, 2026. The poem is one of many chapters within the "John Marr and Other Poems" collection.
## Contents - What it contains, key subjects and details
The poem is a tribute to Stonewall Jackson, referencing his death at Chancellorsville in May 1863. The poem reflects on Jackson's role in the Civil War, acknowledging his "stoutly stood for Wrong" while also expressing a degree of respect and sorrow. It describes Jackson as "the Man who fiercest charged in fight" and notes his "sword and prayer were long." The poem concludes with a tear for the fallen Virginian, despite the cause he fought for.
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- STONEWALL JACKSON
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- STONEWALL JACKSON
_Mortally wounded at Chancellorsville_
May, 1863
The Man who fiercest charged in fight,
Whose sword and prayer were long—
Stonewall!
Even him who stoutly stood for Wrong,
How can we praise? Yet coming days
Shall not forget him with this song.
Dead is the Man whose Cause is dead,
Vainly he died and set his seal—
Stonewall!
Earnest in error, as we feel;
True to the thing he deemed was due,
True as John Brown or steel.
Relentlessly he routed us;
But _we_ relent, for he is low—
Stonewall!
Justly his fame we outlaw; so
We drop a tear on the bold Virginian’s bier,
Because no wreath we owe.
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- STONEWALL JACKSON