The Hillsdale standard. [volume] (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1851-1909, 1877-06-12

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camrs eycrmorc the Nations dead brigade;
Here where our stars upon the day are tossed
And cleaning hesdstonas tell ot what the,
cost;
Where iriampss gans are dsckea With s0s
Let vs. hold converse with he Ssticc's slain
6tronx mcn. fast asleep,
With coyerlets wrought Of ciAy,
DO sweet dresms o'er you creep.
OF frieDds Who arc here to-dayf
Do You know, u mcn low lying
In the low Asd chilly bed,
That we, tho slowiy dying.
Are giving . day TO the deedf
Do you know that signs for your desih'
Aerose our hcartSttfings play,
Ecu from The last sweet breathe
That como from the month OF Mayf
When yon fell. at Duiy's cal.
Your fame. il giittegcd high,
AZ the leaves of Tie golden fall
Grow brighter when they dse
Men Of lha silent bands, 1851 t,.tf
E'on Of the hsif-told days,
Lit up your specter-hands,
y And take oar sweet bouaaetA
Our beads droop on the worlds broad bres<,;
Our work 10 dooe, and We have gone 10 rest
These footsteps lingering round our led,
Ger head.
The eummer hour, when nonght soands nigh,
Save t6e low, drovsy humfning of the ny.
OR tAe Winds moan, when the day u done;
An feed our deep and all TO us are one.
Wb-n morning sows tie sky With gold.
To blossom forth at ncoa thousand fold.
When shaded from the setting suu,
The weary father gfects the litue ose.
While ebe wboec charmed love De'ef die,
Leans 90 ,hem With her patient yosrSing
eyeA
wh-n the brown frame OF evening" time
Il pictured ccep With soIx aud iaughte~s
chime,
of all lhssa. grasd. and sweet, and tleet,
Not one aysils TO call us from our ro<t
Fought NO for wealth. We own. to-dAy,
Deaih's tattered rooee. spd dx good tee. ct
clay,
For nolsy Tame's bright eoroneui
The worlds appialds rA tat IL soon forgc,A
But slllL on royal robes We fall;
Wa fe1ght for love. aud love y king of AZ
Women. whose green grave deeS
The work 81 uiies rcd spade.
Shlslng wrecks Of the wreck
Tie Tempest of war has made
Yoa. whose ripe, rich love
Round every suffering twined.
p Whose bearts, rke lhe sky above.
bent o'er al human kiad,
Who walked through hospital sireen
lwixt white abodee OF pain.
And counted the last beart-eeais
O men who were slowly tlsiI;
Whoss thrilling voices ever
such words oi comfort bora
That many poor boy never
such music had heard before,
Wboee deeds we're 30 sweet aud grsc!crk,
Wherever your light feet trod,
That every step sesmod precioua
As II 'tSere the step OF God;
Whose eyes ~ fisinely teamed,
Whose kiss was so tender and tr7sa
That the dying soldier dieafoed
OF the pnrest love be knew;
o, martyrs Of more than duty.
u, fallen, womRn-bravcs.
Could you think, In tbls days grand beauty,
That we would forget your gravesf
Could you think. Of this days sad hours,
None from your memory grew
That We brought here garden OF aowers,
And never a blossom for your
Great u the brave commander,
With enemies round hltn lain;
But greater far and gIander,
II she vi bo can eoothe q paln-
Not Ill selfish blindness
las shaded every eye;
Not I'LL mercy aud klndne~e
Have Gown back 10 the sky;
Not Ill q heart that is human,
Ia The false world beats not,
Shall tLc KIND Cet0s OF q NOtlau
he ever by man forgot
Comforts sweet evaDgele,
Artists Of mcrcys arts,
Relics OF eafth's iost angels,
Take these howers from Our heAriA
Sound and deep our bodies sleep
Meath their bright green covering,
Slender shades OF tender blades
Over us are lowering;
Fragrant theayes OF fowsret.lesvcs
Their sweet odors fling 10 Ne;
Merry birds their lnuslc wOrdA
Perch sloft and sing 10 "a;
Butterflies with Wings VI eye
Flash kindly cheer 10 us;
Stalks Of clover, Ike lover.
Bend and whisper near 20 "a.
ASd VIC oless, With thsnkfulness.
~ t,e now ere 500 give 10 usi
Aid Ne greet, With feelings Net
Az the bsnTs you live 70 ~,
Bat while. meath bill aud lea.
Floral fayors owe 10 you.
We abovs, with smlles at loye,
Flowers Of blessing throw 20 yJu
0uoo NC stood Ia doubtful mood
t,u LIllsop IisIssins;
Gazing where. snpretDcly fss,
Aesyens gates were 6ll-,sping.
Widowed wives wka~e ogn good !ivuS
Their great gri<f Lad cost ~ them.
ASthcxe who had loved 100 true;
Mgids whose loyoe were Lost 70 tkeus
They who'd sirove, with docds Of bo~e.
To hold hack the dyinS once.
UItI g1y were drawn oss day.
MoDg the beayenward-nylBgO Ones,
80 xs stood. In dOabtfsl mod.
90 tLe hilltop, IktxDlng;
Gazing where, sapfeIDeiy fair.
Heavens domes were giistenlog;
watering why there came nat pige
some who a. had dared for ~,
Sad together wondering whether
Oar sweet dad yet cared Tor "a.
AZ sourd. Ne turned arOuDd;
n4ey Ind stolen near 10 r--
They whom we had yeaTDsd 20 80
They Who we're 30 dear w u-'
so While you these heroes true
fraise, and With flowers cover iheuh
We abose tsrvs looks II hove.
And cAJo~Ses, vver them
IN.
hsss who fcg ~ bn-~.
Vino died Meath iulures fIvwn
Who carried s;rlie's rcd crOss.