BRONZE
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.
Nor bugle call, nor mother's voice, 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.
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