"July the 14th, 1861 Washington D.C. My very dear Sarah: The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days-perhaps tomorrow. Lest I should not be able to write you again, I feel impelled to write lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more. Our movement may be one of a few days duration and full of pleasure-and it may be one of severe conflict and death to me. Not my will, but thine O God, be done. If it is necessary that I should fall on the battlefield for my country, I am ready. I have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in, the cause in which I am engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter. I know how strongly American Civilization now leans upon the triumph of the Government, and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and suffering of the Revolution. And I am willing-perfectly willing-to lay down all my joys in this life, to help maintain this Government, and to pay that debt. But, my dear wife, when I know that with my own joys I lay down nearly all of yours, and replace them in this life with cares and sorrows-when, after having eaten for long years the bitter fruit of orphanage myself, I must offer it as their only sustenance to my dear little children-is it weak or dishonorable, while the banner of my purpose floats calmly and proudly in the breeze, that my unbounded love for you, my darling wife and children, should struggle in fierce, though useless, contest with my love of country. Sarah, my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me to you with mighty cables that nothing but Omnipotence could break; and yet my love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me irresistibly on with all these chains to the battlefield. The memories of the blissful moments I have spent with you come creeping over me, and I feel most gratified to God and to you that I have enjoyed them so long. And hard it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes of future years, when God willing, we might still have lived and loved together and seen our sons grow up to honorable manhood around us. I have, I know, but few and small claims upon Divine Providence, but something whispers to me-perhaps it is the wafted prayer of my little Edgar-that I shall return to my loved ones unharmed. If I do not, my dear Sarah, never forget how much I love you, and when my last breath escapes me on the battlefield, it will whisper your name. Forgive my many faults, and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless and foolish I have often been! How gladly would I wash out with my tears every little spot upon your happiness, and struggle with all the misfortune of this world, to shield you and my children from harm. But I cannot. I must watch you from the spirit land and hover near you, while you buffet the storms with your precious little freight, and wait with sad patience till we meet to part no more. But, O Sarah! If the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the brightest day and in the darkest night-amidst your happiest scenes and gloomiest hours-always, always; and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath; or the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by. Sarah, do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for me, for we shall meet again. As for my little boys, they will grow as I have done, and never know a father's love and care. Little Willie is too young to remember me long, and my blue-eyed Edgar will keep my frolics with him among the dimmest memories of his childhood. Sarah, I have unlimited confidence in your maternal care and your development of their characters. Tell my two mothers his and hers I call God's blessing upon them. O Sarah, I wait for you there! Come to me, and lead thither my children. - Sullivan" (Major Sullivan Ballou was killed in action on July 29th, 1861 at the First Battle of Bull Run. His death occurred only two weeks after he wrote this letter. His wife Sarah never remarried.)
@Shann Nigel Valenzuela YEAH I PASSED AND GRADUATED! Only 7 of us made it so the ceremony won't be till summer when the classes after us provide more people for a banquet. The University doesn't wanna shell out serious cash for only 7 grads! lol
I swear everytime I load my save file, this plays and I love it
Omg same
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on!
And he ain’t gonna jump no more!
The republic marches on!
While God is marching on
Solidarity forever
This song is so calming man.
Truly, one of the most underrated arrangements of this ever.
I love when I'm fighting a war in south east asia as the british and this song comes on.
"July the 14th, 1861
Washington D.C.
My very dear Sarah:
The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days-perhaps tomorrow. Lest I should not be able to write you again, I feel impelled to write lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more.
Our movement may be one of a few days duration and full of pleasure-and it may be one of severe conflict and death to me. Not my will, but thine O God, be done. If it is necessary that I should fall on the battlefield for my country, I am ready. I have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in, the cause in which I am engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter. I know how strongly American Civilization now leans upon the triumph of the Government, and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and suffering of the Revolution. And I am willing-perfectly willing-to lay down all my joys in this life, to help maintain this Government, and to pay that debt.
But, my dear wife, when I know that with my own joys I lay down nearly all of yours, and replace them in this life with cares and sorrows-when, after having eaten for long years the bitter fruit of orphanage myself, I must offer it as their only sustenance to my dear little children-is it weak or dishonorable, while the banner of my purpose floats calmly and proudly in the breeze, that my unbounded love for you, my darling wife and children, should struggle in fierce, though useless, contest with my love of country.
Sarah, my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me to you with mighty cables that nothing but Omnipotence could break; and yet my love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me irresistibly on with all these chains to the battlefield.
The memories of the blissful moments I have spent with you come creeping over me, and I feel most gratified to God and to you that I have enjoyed them so long. And hard it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes of future years, when God willing, we might still have lived and loved together and seen our sons grow up to honorable manhood around us. I have, I know, but few and small claims upon Divine Providence, but something whispers to me-perhaps it is the wafted prayer of my little Edgar-that I shall return to my loved ones unharmed. If I do not, my dear Sarah, never forget how much I love you, and when my last breath escapes me on the battlefield, it will whisper your name.
Forgive my many faults, and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless and foolish I have often been! How gladly would I wash out with my tears every little spot upon your happiness, and struggle with all the misfortune of this world, to shield you and my children from harm. But I cannot. I must watch you from the spirit land and hover near you, while you buffet the storms with your precious little freight, and wait with sad patience till we meet to part no more.
But, O Sarah! If the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the brightest day and in the darkest night-amidst your happiest scenes and gloomiest hours-always, always; and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath; or the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by.
Sarah, do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for me, for we shall meet again.
As for my little boys, they will grow as I have done, and never know a father's love and care. Little Willie is too young to remember me long, and my blue-eyed Edgar will keep my frolics with him among the dimmest memories of his childhood. Sarah, I have unlimited confidence in your maternal care and your development of their characters. Tell my two mothers his and hers I call God's blessing upon them. O Sarah, I wait for you there! Come to me, and lead thither my children.
- Sullivan"
(Major Sullivan Ballou was killed in action on July 29th, 1861 at the First Battle of Bull Run. His death occurred only two weeks after he wrote this letter. His wife Sarah never remarried.)
The Academy director is allowing me to play for our Police graduation :) i chose this hymn, it is patriotic and glorifies Christ
@Shann Nigel Valenzuela YEAH I PASSED AND GRADUATED! Only 7 of us made it so the ceremony won't be till summer when the classes after us provide more people for a banquet. The University doesn't wanna shell out serious cash for only 7 grads! lol
Thank you!
@@MommaRed1862 Congrats! :-)
Stop police brutality bro
One of the best renditions of this song
Beautiful
Funny I should see you here.
It's all good till you find Mourinho is your general
Thanks for Mkhi, mate!
Who dat
Mourinho is Brazilian name
@@bolodemilhu9267 Brazil is weak and corrupt as hell, due to them being catholic
@@rdevil5330 bruh i hate gringos
Fuckin goosebumps
I've been working on railroad, all the live long day!
Solidarity Forever!
For the union makes us strong!
COMMUNIST DETECTED ON AMERICAN SOIL. LETHAL FORCE ENGAGED.
Get out of here commie
@@PhoenixT70 👻👻👻👻
@@PhoenixT70 based
If there is a song that screams late 1800s for me as an American it’s this one
I'm not a follower of any faith, but I love this song, because to me, its not truly religious. It's an anthem for Liberation of those under oppression
Why isnt this on Spotify :(
It is
@@IntellectualTux no it isnt :(
@@IntellectualTux this is the vanilla playlist without the civil war songs
gory gory what a hell of a way to die
Ah yes, the "Load save file" song
Victoria 3 is confirmed less go
It is dogshit :(
Glory! Glory! what a hell of a way to die
As someone from the UK, I cannot hear anything else other than "Glory Glory Man United, as the reds go marching on"
Yes! A reupload!
Glória Glória aleluia Jesus ressuscitou
Pensei o mesmo xD
Nice music
Im in fucking tears man
Edit: and women
My brain knows it is the Battle Hymn of the Republic, but my heart prefers to sing Solidarity Forever instead.
Glory Glory Man United!!! 😁😁😁
Trump must said taht We need a Victoria III instead of We need to build a wall
Don't quite understand, but hell yes
He would get my vote.
Make America make Victoria III.
We're gonna build Victoria 3, and we'll make Sweden pay for it!
He a little confused, but he's got the spirit
Does this play only as Americans
+Friendly Nail Nope. Got it as Italy and Mexico.
The Vic2 soundtrack is for all nations. I once got this song when laying siege on Washington DC as Mexico :D
I got it as Dai Nam :P
Kijnn Hmm then why do I never hear this? So far, I've only played Japan, Britain, and Prussia (then Germany).
@@BeedrillYanyan First, do you have the DLC?
This sounds like Blood on the Risers.
It's cause blood in the risers was a parody of this song
@@kingofbears6999 fun fact, this song is also a parody of John brown's Body, which itself is a parody of say, brothers, will you meet us
ゴンベさんの赤ちゃんが風引いた
that pfp... is that you Zulu?
The same theme has Lore Lore - German military march
really only one part of Lore has it
It’s the base tune for a lot of music
Western expansion music.
Salute from France for the Deep South.
Wrong country 😬
@jo what are you talking about ? Are you dumb or something ?
@@gaulliste5980 fight fight fight fight fight fight fight fight fight
Mdr
The two worst of the bunch, the French and Dixie Americans.
Gloria gloria aleluya.... Hermosa melodia!