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A REBEL FLAG OF TRUCE.

ET us bury our dead:
Since we may not of vantage or victory prate;
And our army, so grand in the onslaught of late,
All crippled has shrunk to its trenches instead,—
      For the carnage was great:
      Let us bury our dead.

      "Let us bury our dead.
Oh, we thought to surprise you, as, panting and flushed,
From our works to assault you we valiantly rushed:
But you fought like the gods—till we faltered and fled,
      And the earth, how it blushed!
      Let us bury our dead."

      So we bury our dead—
From the field; from the range and the crash of the gun;