Bronze (Johnson)/Taps
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TAPS
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They are embosomed in the sod,
In still and tranquil leisure,
Their lives they've cast like trifles down,
To serve their country's pleasure.
In still and tranquil leisure,
Their lives they've cast like trifles down,
To serve their country's pleasure.
Nor bugle call, nor mother's voice,
Nor moody mob's unreason,
Shall break their solace and repose
Through swiftly changing season.
Nor moody mob's unreason,
Shall break their solace and repose
Through swiftly changing season.
O graves of men who lived and died
Afar from life's high pleasures,
Fold them in tenderly and warm
With manifold fond measures.
Afar from life's high pleasures,
Fold them in tenderly and warm
With manifold fond measures.