A route through a heavy wood with muffled steps in the darkness, Our army foil’d with loss severe, and the sullen remnant retreating, Till after midnight glimmer upon us the lights of a dim-lighted building, The army of the narrator retreats after their loss. Are these Union men? Are these confederate men? Does it matter? … Continue reading TL;DR: – A March in the Ranks Hard-Prest and the Road Unknown