The Black range. (Robinson, Socorro County, N.M.) 1882-1897, 1883-05-25

Clasp in your hearts these dead heroes of
ours,
And cover them over with beautiful flowers.
Cover the feet, all weary and torn.
Hither by comrades were tenderly borne;
Feet that have troden through love lighted
ways,
Near to your own, in the happy old days;
Feet that have passed, is life's opening morn,
Roses OF pleasure and Deaths poisoned thorn.
Swiftly they rushed to the help of the right,
Firmly they stock In the shock of the fight.
Meier shall the enemy's hurying tramp,
summon them forth from their death guard
ed camp;
Ne'er till Eternity's bugle shall sound,
viii they come out from their couch in the
ground.
Cover them over-yes, cover them over
Parent, and husband, and brother, and lover;
Rough were the paths OF those heroes of ours,
Now cover them over with beautiful flowers.
Cover the hearts that have beaten so high,
Beaten with hopes that were born but to die;
Heats that have burned in the heat of the
fray;
Hearts that have yearned for homes far away;
Hearts that beat high in the charges loud
tramp;
Hearts that low fell in the prisons foul damp.
Once they were swelling with courage and
will,
Now they are lying all pulseless and still;
Once they were glowing with friendship and
love,
Now the great souls have gone soaring above.
Bravely their blood to the nation they gave,
Then in her bO ON they found them grave,
Cover them over-yes, cover them over
Parent and husband, and brother, and lover:
Press to your heart these dead heroes Of ours
And cover them over with beautiful flowers.
One there is, sleeping in yonder low tomb,
Worthy the brightest of tiow'rets that bloom
Weakness of womanhood'sl life was her part; F.;
Tenderly strong was her generous heart,
Bravely she stood by the sufferers side;
Checking the pain and the life bearing tide ;
Fighting the swift sweeping phantom Of
Death,
Easing the dying mans fluttering breath;
Then, when the sw ift strife that had nerved
her was DER,
Calmly she went to where wars are no more,
Voices have blessed her now silent and dumb !;
Voices will bless her in long years to come.
Cover her over-ycs, cover her over
blessings, like angels, around her shall hover (;
Cherish the name of that sister of ours,
And cover her over with beautiful flowers.
Cover the thousands who sleep tar away
Sleep where their friends cannot find them
to-day;
They who in mountain and hillside and dell
Rest where they wearied and lie where they
fell.
| Softly the grass blades creeps round their re-
pose;
Sweetly above them the wild fiow'ret blows;
Zephyrs of freedom fly gently DER head,
| Whispering names for the patriot dead.
So in our minds we will name them once
more,
So in our hearts we will cover them o'er;
Roses and lilies and violets blue
Bloom in our souls for the brave and the true
Cover them over-yes, cover them over
Parent, and husband, and brother and lover
Think of those far away heroes of ours,
And cover them over with beautiful flowers
Fen to the dawn of Earth's funeral day;
When, at the Archangel's trumpet and tread;
Rise up the faces and forms of the dead
When the great world its last judgment
awaits
When the blue SKY shall open its gates,
Aud our long columns march slowly through,
Past the Great lptain for silent review;
Then for the blood that has flown for the
right,
Crowns shall be given. untarniNhed ana
bright;
Then the gladiear of each war martyred son
Proudly shall hear the good Judgment "Well
done"
Blessings for garlands shall cover them over:
Parent, and husban and brother, and lover
God will reward those dead heroes CT ours.
And cover them over with beautiful flowers.