These lines by Prentice were
found in the pocket of
General James J. Pettigrew after being mortally
wounded on July 17, 1863.
A Name In The Sand
Alone I walked the ocean
A pearly shell was in my hand;
I stopped and wrote upon the sand
My name, the year, the day;
As onward from the spot I passed,
One lingering look behind I cast, --
A wave came rolling high and fast
And washed my lines away.
And so, methought, 'twill
With every mark on earth from me:
A wave of dark oblivion's sea
Will sweep across the place
Where I have trod the sandy shore
Oftime, and been, to be no more,
Of me, my day, the name I bore,
To leave no track or trace.
And yet, with Him who counts
And holds the waters in His hands
I know a lasting record stands,
Inscribed against my name.
Of all this mortal part
Of all this thinking soul has thought,
And from these fleeting moments caught,
For glory or for shame.
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