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THE SOLDIER'S BRIDE.
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Move faster! what! think you I shudder or tremble?
Not so! by the strength of my love I am led.
Press on—through the plains where the living assemble;
Press on—through the passes where slumber the dead.
Not so! by the strength of my love I am led.
Press on—through the plains where the living assemble;
Press on—through the passes where slumber the dead.
And now, beyond all, where the sods blush the brightest,
(His valor exceeding all valor, to prove,)
Where moonlight's white tissue is blanched to its whitest,
Lo, tranquilly slumbering, here is my love!
(His valor exceeding all valor, to prove,)
Where moonlight's white tissue is blanched to its whitest,
Lo, tranquilly slumbering, here is my love!
Awaken! O waken! at last I have found thee,
Dear, never again from thee, never to part!
Awaken! O waken! my arms are around thee,
My cheek on thy cheek, and my heart on thy heart.
Dear, never again from thee, never to part!
Awaken! O waken! my arms are around thee,
My cheek on thy cheek, and my heart on thy heart.
Deep peace on thy brow, like God's blessing, reposes;
With joy thy pulse fails, weakly striving to beat;
Oh, the patriots' death-couch is softer than roses!
'Tis certain 'thy dreams have been heavenly sweet.
With joy thy pulse fails, weakly striving to beat;
Oh, the patriots' death-couch is softer than roses!
'Tis certain 'thy dreams have been heavenly sweet.
