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THRENODY.IN MEMORY OF CAPT. JOHN W. FALCONER, 41ST REGT. U. S C. T., WHO FELL AT APPOMATTOX, APRIL 8, 1865.
I.
READ night of war, ah fade and fleet!
With those thy lurid phantoms fade;
Leave thou no shadow at our feet,
But such as erst the lilies made.
No longer pour on wave and shore
Thy vial-drops of Plague and Pain;
Let Peace her stainless dews restore,
And breathe her balms o'er dale and plain.
READ night of war, ah fade and fleet!With those thy lurid phantoms fade;
Leave thou no shadow at our feet,
But such as erst the lilies made.
No longer pour on wave and shore
Thy vial-drops of Plague and Pain;
Let Peace her stainless dews restore,
And breathe her balms o'er dale and plain.
II.
Alas! but if the lilies blow,
Fast crowding through each clasping sheath,
They needs must gather all their snow,
From out the wintry graves beneath!
Or if the silver rains abound,
Or pure with balm be Summer's breath,
Dews will but damp the funeral mound,
And every wind will sing of death!
Alas! but if the lilies blow,
Fast crowding through each clasping sheath,
They needs must gather all their snow,
From out the wintry graves beneath!
Or if the silver rains abound,
Or pure with balm be Summer's breath,
Dews will but damp the funeral mound,
And every wind will sing of death!
