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Lorenzo Dow Watson

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Lorenzo Dow Watson

Birth
Limerick, York County, Maine, USA
Death
1 Nov 1896 (aged 51)
Burial
Parowan, Iron County, Utah, USA Add to Map
Plot
04-21-03
Memorial ID
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Thanks to Nan (#47105584)

Lorenzo was a mere 16 when he enlisted in the Civil War Union Army. He witnessed the death of his cousin John Watson along with many others in the Battle of Shiloh. He wrote the following poem (Kenneth L Alford's book, Civil War Saints).

"At night we lay together
Near the waters of the Tennessee
When before the dawn
We woke at the alarm
Of the advancing enemy.

That day when forced from cover
Under the merciless hail of lead
Together we sank
At the river's bank
While all 'round us lay dead

"Buell is coming", he shouted
As I handed him my bruised canteen.
We took it and drank,
Returned it, and sank
Suddenly down, the dead between.

A red stream 'neath his visor
Showed why he utter no cry,
I knelt in the sand
As I grasped his hand
And 'midst the dying watched him die.

That night with a broken mess-pan
I there hollowed his grave in the sand
And at the break of day
I left him to lay
At rest in peace in that southern land."
Thanks to Nan (#47105584)

Lorenzo was a mere 16 when he enlisted in the Civil War Union Army. He witnessed the death of his cousin John Watson along with many others in the Battle of Shiloh. He wrote the following poem (Kenneth L Alford's book, Civil War Saints).

"At night we lay together
Near the waters of the Tennessee
When before the dawn
We woke at the alarm
Of the advancing enemy.

That day when forced from cover
Under the merciless hail of lead
Together we sank
At the river's bank
While all 'round us lay dead

"Buell is coming", he shouted
As I handed him my bruised canteen.
We took it and drank,
Returned it, and sank
Suddenly down, the dead between.

A red stream 'neath his visor
Showed why he utter no cry,
I knelt in the sand
As I grasped his hand
And 'midst the dying watched him die.

That night with a broken mess-pan
I there hollowed his grave in the sand
And at the break of day
I left him to lay
At rest in peace in that southern land."


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