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Bivouac on a Mountain Side.

Part of the cluster DRUM-TAPS.


I SEE before me now a traveling army halting, Below a fertile valley spread, with barns and the orchards of  
Behind, the terraced sides of a mountain, abrupt, in places rising  
Broken, with rocks, with clinging cedars, with tall shapes dingily  
The numerous camp-fires scatter'd near and far, some away up on  
 the mountain,
The shadowy forms of men and horses, looming, large-sized, 
And over all the sky—the sky! far, far out of reach, studded, 
 breaking out, the eternal stars.

Part of the cluster DRUM-TAPS.

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