Confederate Note Memorial with Lost Cause Poem art Print
An archival premium Quality art Print of The Confederate Note Memorial, a great piece of Civil War Americana for sale by Brandywine General Store. This print is a must have for collectors of Confederate money or Civil War memorabilia. The artwork features four Confederate Notes from the 1864 series, including the ten, twenty, fifty and five hundred dollar note which features General Stonewall Jackson. Around the notes are various Civil War scenes and in the center is the Confederate Flag. All through the center of the picture is the poem "The Lost Cause" which is below in its entirety. Even though worthless when this poem was written, Confederate Money is far from worthless today, in the last 50 years this Southern Currency has become more valuable than ever, now worth much more than the dollar amounts on the bills themselves.
Representing nothing on God's Earth now,
And naught in the waters below it
As the pledge of a nation thats dead and gone
Keep it, dear friend, and show it.
Show it to those who will lend an ear
To the tale that this paper can tell,
Of liberty, born of the patriot's dream
Of the storm cradled nation that fell
Too poor to possess the precious ore,
And too much of a stranger to borrow,
We issue today our "promise to pay",
And hope to redeem on the morrow.
Days rolled on, and weeks became years,
But our coffers were empty still,
Coin was so rare that our Treasury quaked
If a dollar dropped in to the till.
But the faith that was in us was strong indeed,
And our poverty well we discerned,
And those little checks represented the pay
That our suffering veterans earned
We knew it had hardly a value in gold,
Yet as gold the soldiers received it,
It gazed in our eyes with a promise to pay,
And each patriot soldier believed it
But our boys thought little of price or pay,
Or of bills that were over due,
We know if it bought our bread today
'Twas the best our poor country could do.
Keep it! It tells all our history o'er,
From the birth of the dream to its last,
Modest, and born of the angel Hope,
Like our hope of success - it passed.
Civil War art print #13
Representing nothing on God's Earth now,
And naught in the waters below it
As the pledge of a nation thats dead and gone
Keep it, dear friend, and show it.
Show it to those who will lend an ear
To the tale that this paper can tell,
Of liberty, born of the patriot's dream
Of the storm cradled nation that fell
Too poor to possess the precious ore,
And too much of a stranger to borrow,
We issue today our "promise to pay",
And hope to redeem on the morrow.
Days rolled on, and weeks became years,
But our coffers were empty still,
Coin was so rare that our Treasury quaked
If a dollar dropped in to the till.
But the faith that was in us was strong indeed,
And our poverty well we discerned,
And those little checks represented the pay
That our suffering veterans earned
We knew it had hardly a value in gold,
Yet as gold the soldiers received it,
It gazed in our eyes with a promise to pay,
And each patriot soldier believed it
But our boys thought little of price or pay,
Or of bills that were over due,
We know if it bought our bread today
'Twas the best our poor country could do.
Keep it! It tells all our history o'er,
From the birth of the dream to its last,
Modest, and born of the angel Hope,
Like our hope of success - it passed.
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