The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1877-1885, 1878-05-23

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Now sleep the quiet dead.
Come. weave q fiowery spread
To cover them. where~ sweetIy Iylns
They sleep IN peace, wnlle memory
uudSIn-
Shall chant their glorious deeds in
pealins strains.
OF high harmonious verse AMI Hl.tuT
gains
New names. whose fame unto al ages.
Will brighten her lllumiued pa.r>,
Where live, once more, the dead.
Come. youths and maidens fair.
Bring from Your cool and ycrdant val
leys
Flowers fresh and rare:
Bring from your fragrant garden a.
legs
Jasmine and pimpernel.
Blossoms the bees love 50 Well.
Cowslips and musky Byzantine.
Purple pansies and columbine;
Bring the dainty violet.
And delicious mignonette.
Stately lilies, pure and pale.
bleeding hearts. lovely and frail,
And gather the long pendulous bloom
Of the locust flower, whose rare per
fume
A'laht liit al al a siAA't -
AS the dim cathedrals rich incense;
Bring from the deep outrageous for
Delicate fronds of fern,
And golden asters that turn
With the sun, and dapplel heart
leaves,
And strands of the coral woodbire
that weaveS
Tangled bowers over the trees,
And wind flowers and wild an,mDnes
And cedar and pine,
And blooms of the vine,
And all the treasures of wood and
field,
And all the beauty that May can yield
In it's exquisite sweetness,
And perfect completeness;
Come, and these flowers carefully
spread,
And cover the green and turfy bed,
Where sleep the quiet dead
Oh! golden sun, shining down IN glad
ness,
Let your long quivering rays
Soften their Scintillant blaze,
And sitting and sparkling through the
trees,
Whose whispering leaves respond 10
each breeze.
Fleck. with alternate shadow OF sad
ness,
This cool. green, turfv bed,
Where sleep the quiet dead.
Oh! gentle dews of heaven that noise
less fall
Oh. soft wind waving the plumy
grasses tall,
Murmuring a requiem as you 60
Over the gallant hearts laid low;
Ever your kindliest influence shed
Over this green and turfy bed,
Where sleep the quiet dead.
Oh. bright winged birds, filling the
vibrant air
With melody SO keen and fresh and
clear
That nature stands breathIess and
hushed to hear
The r%apturOus notes,
From Your swelling throats-
Let your ecstatic jubilation
Pass to a milder meditation.
When you come near this turfy bed,
Where sleep the quiet dead.
Oh. stars hat CLEAN in cold and dis
tant %splendor,
Gemming the blue serene with sparks
of gold;
Here let your glitterlnS railance grow
tender,
And beam with mild, mellifuous light
upon the mould.
Where sleep the quiet dead.
Oh. brave young hearts, throbbing this
day with pleasure;
Full of high hopes n strong TO DO 81
bear
These hearts once bounded IN the same
glad measure.
And to these eyes, life seemed as rich
in treasure.
But their short day is past, and they
lie where
Now sleep the quiet dead.
Oh. let US not forget how much W.
owe
To these stilled. pulseless hearts, onc'
barred,
Like walls Of steel. against the advanc
ing foe.
While We. By them protected, now arr
spared
To place our offerings on this turf.
bed.
Where sleep the quiet dead.
Oh. mothers, whose brave sons pei
chance are sleeping
In unknown graves. far from thel
homes and sou
, To-day, IL may be, revereat hands ar
keeping
Their memory green. and strange
eyes are weeping
Over the nameIess soidiery. So we 10
Bring our memorial wreath.. and hoI
or do
Unto the quiet dead.
Honor the dead. And when we
beside them.
k Life's battle fought, life's arInor la
t away,
V These honors to our children we CO.
e ide them
Oh. let them ne'er forget this solen
s day,
a But still commemorative flower lay
l. Upon the green and turfy bed,