The weekly Floridian. [volume] (Tallahassee, Fla.) 1867-19??, 1883-05-01

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City Cemetery last Thursday afternoon TO
ness and participate in the memorial services
der the auspices Of Mrs. s. S. Williams sch
in honor of the Confederate soldiers bu
| there.
Principal and pupils marched in double fl
| the cemetry, bearing baskets of sweet 1o'
and number of beautiful floral offerings of
rious designs. The services were opened
singing Nearer my God to Thee" folio
with an appropriate prayer by Rev. J. Y Ali
The "Swcet Bye-and- Bye" was then sung,
Miss Nellie Basselt recited the subjoined be,
iul poem. Her articulation was clear and
tinct, modulatons splendid, and gestures ap
pirate and timcly-in fact, she was perfectly
possessed, calm and deliberate, and recitcd
poem with graceful and happy effect.
MISS BAsSETvws RECITATION.
Cover them over with beautiful flowers,
Deck them with garlands, these brothers ours.
Lying so silent, by night and by day.
Sleeping the years OF their manhood away
Years they had marked for the joys of the brave
Years they must waste in the modcring grave
All the bright aurels they wanted to bloom
Fell from their hopes when they fell to the tomb
Give them the need they have won TO the past
Gave them the honors their future forecast.
Give them the chaplets they won in the strife
Give them the laurels tiey lost with their life.
Cover them over, yes, cover them over,
Parent, husband. brother and lover;
Crown in your hearts these dead heroes Of ours.
And cover them over with beautiful flowers.
Cover the faces that motionle-s lie
Shut from the buc Of the glorious sky
Faces once decked with the smilss of the CAV
Faces now masked with the frown OF decay
Eyes that look friendship and love to your own.
Lips that the thoughts of affection made known.
BrOws that love smoothed in the hour OF distress
Checks that have frightened with tender caress
on how they cleaned at our country's first cry
oh how they strcamed when they babe you good =
on how they cleaned in the battles fierce name.
Oh how they paled when the death angel came
Cover them over, oh cover them over.
Parent, husband, brother and lover
kiss in your hearts those dead heroes of ours
And cover them over with beautiful nower-.
Cover the hands that are lying united
Crossed on the bosom and low by the side
Hands TO you, mothers in infancy shown
Hands to YOU, fathers clasped close TO your own
Hands where you. sister, when tired and dismavcd
Hung for protection and cOuHs e and aid
Hands that You, brother. in loyalty knew:
Hands that yod, WIFE wrung in bitter adieu.
Bravey the mnsket and saber they bore
Words OF affection they wrote in their gore
Gandly they grasped garland of light
Catching the mantle of deaths darkenel night
Cover them over oh cover them over,
Parent, husband brother and lover
Crown in your hearts those heroes OF ours,
And cover them owe: with beautiful flowers
Cover the feet, that all weary and torn
Hither by comrades were tcndery boine
Feet that have trodden the iowery WAYS
Close by your own in the Old happy days:
Feet that have pressed in life's oDening morn
Roses Of pleasure and deaths poisoned thorn
Swiftly they rushed To the help of the right
Firmly they stood in the shoe OF the fight
Never viii enemies hurryng tramps
summon them forth from this death guarded camp
Never. TIL the bugle of tiabrics sOunL
viii they come out Of Their couch in the ground
Cover them over yes, cover them over.
Dara tnsl hratb and
Rough were the paths of these heroes Of ours
Now cover them over with beautiful flowers
Cover the hearts that have beaten so high,
Beaten with hopes that were doomed but to die
Hearts THAT have burned in the heat OF the fray
Hearts that have yearned for the homes far away
Hearts that beat high in TIE charges loud tramp
Hearts tina; fell low in the prisons foul damp:
Once they were swelling " .th COURAGE and WILL
Now they are lying all pulseless ana still:
Once they were glowing with friendship and love
Now their great souls have gone soaring above;
Bravcly their blood to their country they gave
Then in her bosom they found them grave
Cover them over yes, cover them over,
Parent. husband, brother and lover:
Kiss in your hearts those dead heroes of ouIs.
And cover them over with beautiful flowers
Cover the thousands who sleep far away
Sleep where their friends cannot find them to day
They who mountain and hillside and dell
Rest where they wearied and lie where they fell
Softly the grass blades creep round their repose.
Sweetly above them the wild ioweret blows:
Zephyrs Of freedom fly gently o erhead.
Whispering prayers for the patient dead.
50 in our mind wei name them once more.
So in our hearts we II cover them err
Roses and lilies and viOlets blue
Bloom in our souls for the brave and the true.
Cover them over. yes cover them over
Parent, husband. brother and lover
Think OF those fsr-away heroes of onrs.
And cover item over with beautiful flowers.
When the long wears have rolled SLOWLY away.
Zen 70 the dawn of Eartls funeral day:
When Al the archangels trumpet and tread
RISE up the faces and forms OF the dead
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