We have all heard the haunting
melody of "Taps."
It's the song that gives us
that lump in our throats and
usually tears in our
eyes. But do you
know the story behind the
song? If not, I think you
will be pleased to find out
about its humble beginnings.
Reportedly, it all began in
1862 during the
Civil War, when Union Army
Captain Robert Ellicombe
was with his men near
Harrison's Landing, Virginia.
The Confederate Army was on
the other side of
the narrow strip of land.
During the night, Captain
Ellisombe heard the moans of a
soldier who was
severely wounded on the field. Not knowing if it
was a Union or Confederate
soldier, the Captain
decided to risk his life and
bring the stricken man
back for medical attention.
Crawling on his stomach
through the gunfire, the
Captain reached the stricken
soldier and began pulling him
toward the encampment.
When the Captain finally
reached his own lines, he
discovered it was actually a
Confederate soldier, but
the soldier was dead. The Captain lit a lantern and
suddenly caught his breath and
went numb with
shock. In the dim light he saw the face of the
soldier.
It was his own son.
The boy had been studying
music in the South when the
war broke out. Without telling his father, the boy
enlisted
in the Confederate Army.
The following morning,
heartbroken, the father asked
permission to give his son a
full military burial despite
his enemy status. His request
was only partially granted.
The Captain had asked if he
could have a group of Army band
members play a funeral dirge
for his son at the funeral. The
request was denied since the
soldier was a Confederate.
But, out of respect for the
father, they did say they could
give him one musician. The
Captain chose a bugler.
He asked the bugler to play a
series of musical notes
he had found on a piece of
paper in the pocket of the dead
youth's uniform. This wish was granted.
The haunting melody, which we
now know as "Taps" used
at military funerals, was
born.
Day is done
Gone the sun
From the lakes
From the hills
From the sky
All is well,
safely rest.
God is nigh.
Fading light
Dims the sight
And a star
Gems the sky,
Gleaning bright
From afar,
Drawing nigh,
Falls the night.
Thanks and praise,
For our days,
Neath the sun,
Neath the stars,
Neath the sky,
As we go,
This we know,
God is nigh.
I, too, have felt the chills
while listening to "Taps" but I
have never seen all the words
to the song until now. I didn't
even know there was more than
one verse. I also never knew
the story behind the song and
I didn't know if you had either
so I thought I'd pass it
along. I now have an even deeper
respect for the song than I
did before.
"written by Kevin w Anderson"
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