The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1874-05-30
Che 8utland Daily Glubr.
SATURDAY MAY SO, 1874.
DECOR DAY ODE.
cover them over.
cover them over.

I1hc following touching poem was written by
Lieutenant VIII NJ Carlton, the poet Of HIS
dale, for Decoration Day, at Tecumseh, Mlchi-
gan. and read by young lady Of that place dur
ing the ceremony .
Cover them over with beautiful flowers,
Deck them with garands, those brothers Of
Lying so silent by night ana by day,
Sleeping the years OF their manhood away,
Years that have marked for the joys Of the
Years they must waste in the Wondering
All the bright luares they waited to bloom,
Fell from their hopes when they fell to the
give them The need they have won ln the past,
Glve them thc-honors their future forecast,
GIVE them the laures they lost In the strife,
give them the chaplets they lost with their
lie.
Cover them oVer-ycs. cover them over
Parent, husband, brother and lover
Crown In your hearts these dead heroes Of ours,
And cover them over with beautiful MOVERS.
Cover the faces that motlonlcss lie,
Shut from the blue Of the glorious sky
Faces once deckcd with the smiles Ol the gay,
Faces now marked with the frOWn OF decay;
Eyes that looked friendship ana love TO yunf
Ilps that the thoughts Of affection made known,
BrOws you have soOthed in the hour of distress,
Checks you have frightened by tender caress,-
Oh, how they gleamci at the nations iirst cry!
WI, IbM lltN oNlf illl'tl Nli''h NiiNh bN'' wa
On. how they glowed IN the battles ncrce
flame
Oh, how they palel when the ucalh angel
came /!
Cover them over-oh, cover them over
Parent, husband, brother and love;
KISS in your hearts those dead heroes OF ours,
And cover them over with beautiful flowers.
Cover their hands that are lying untired,
Crossed by the bosom and low by the side
Hands TO you. mother. in infancy thrown
Hands to, you, father, clasped close to your own
Hands where you, sister, when tired and dis
Hung for protection and counsel and aid
Hands that you, brother, In loyalty knew;
Hands that you. vile, Wruny IN Dltter adleu;
Bravely the musket and sabcr they bore,
Words Of affection they wrote in their gore.
Grandly they grasped for II garland Of light
Catching the mantel OF death-darkcned night,
Cover them Over-Oh. cover them over
Parent, husband, brother and lover;
Crown in your hearts those dead heroes Of ours,
And cover them over with beautiful flowers.
Cover the hearts that have beaten 50 high,
Beaten with hopes that are doomed but TO die
Hearts that have burned in the heat of the fray,
Hearts that have ycarned for the homes lar
Hearts that beat high in the charges lone
tramp.
Hearts that fell low in the prisons foul damp.
Now they are lying ali pulscless and sim
once they were glowing with friendship and
Now their great souIs have zone soaring above.
nrnvelv their blood 10 the nation they gave p:
Then in her bosom they found there a grave,
Cnvcr them oyer--ycs cover them over
Parent and husband. brother and lover;
kiss in Vour hearts those dead heroes Of ours
And cover them over With beautiful flowers
IIither nv comrades were tenderlv borne:
Feet thai have trodden the lIOwcry WAYS
Close nv vOur own in the old hnppv DAYS
Feet thai have pressed. in Ufe's opening morn.
Roses of pleasure and deaths poisoned thorn;
swiftly they rushed TO the HELM of the right
TlrmIv they stood in the shock of the FLIGHT
| Meier shall The pnemy's hIlrryinr tramp
! summon chem forth from their deuth-puardarl
camp:
Ne'er ill the buglc or Gabriel sound;
| Wil they come out Of their couch I'm the
ground.
cover them over-yes, cover them over
Parent husband. brother and lover:
Rough were the paths Of those heroes of ours.
Now covcr them over with beautiful flowers
Cover the thousands who sleep farawav-
Slren where there friends cannot tina them to-
dny.