The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1888-05-31
COVER THEM OVER.
WILL CARLTON.

&& W lands, those brothers
YhlAEt IAvLM uMi Lying SO silent by
sSrx MaS tniE1M Sleeping the years of
their manhood away.
Years they had marked for the joys of
the brave
Years they must waste in the moldertn%
grave.
All the bright laurels they waited to bloom,
Fell from their hopes when they fell to
the tomb,
Give them the need they have won in the
past,
Give them the honors their future fore.
Give them the chaplets they won in the
Give them the laurels they lost with their
life.
Cover them over, yes cover them over,
Parent, husband, brother and lover:
Crownin your hearts those dead heroes
of ours,
And cover them over with beautiful
flowers.
Cover the faces that mo otionless lie.
Shut from the blue of the motionless sky.
Faces once decked with smiles of the gay,
Faces now marked with the frown of
decay;
Eyes that looked friendship and love to
your own,
Lips that the thoughts of affection made
known,
Brows you have soothed in the hour of
despair,
Cheeks you have frightened by tender
OH how they cleaned at the nations first
Oh how they streamed when they bade
goodbye!
Oh how they owed in the battles fierce
Oh! how they paled when the death angel
came.
Chorus.
Cover their hands that are lying untried,
Crossed on the DO ON and low by the side,
Hand to you mothe., in infancy thrown,
Hands TO you, father, clasped close to
your own:
Hands, where you, sister, when tired, dis
Hung for protection and counsel and aid.
Hands that you, brothers, in 10y atty knew,
Hands that you, wife, wrung in bitter
adieu,
Bravely the musket and saber they bore,
Words OF affection they wrote in their
Grandly they grasped for the garland of
light
Catching the mantle of death-darkened
night.
Chorus.
Cover thoir feet that all weary and torn,
Hither by comrades were tenderly borne.
Feet that have trodden the tiowery ways,
Close by your own in the cd happy days,
Feet that have pressed life's opening
morn,
Roses Of pleasure and deaths poisoned
thorn,
Swiftly they rushed to the help of the
right
Firmly they stood in the shock of the
fight.
Meier till the bugle of Gabriel sound,
VIII they come out Of their couch in the
ground.
Chorus.
Beaten with hopes that were doomed but
to die,
Hearts that have burned in the heat of
Hearts that have yearned for the homes
far away,
Hearts that beat high in the charges loud
Hearts that low fell in the PRISONS foul
damp,
Once they we're swelling with courage
and will,
Now they are lying al pulseless and still.
Once they were glowing with friendship
<and love,
Now their great souls have gone soaring
Bravely their blood to the nation they
When in her bosom they found them q
grave.
Chorus.
Cover the thousands who sleep far away,
Sleep where their friends cannot find them
to-day:
They who in mountains and hillside and
Rest where they wearied. and lie where
they fell,
Softly the grass blades creep round their
repose,
sweetly above them the wild howeret
blows,
Zephyrs of freedom fly gently o'er head,
Whispering prayers for the patroit dead,
So in OUR minds we'll name them once
more,
SO in our hearts we'll cover them o'er,
Roses and lilies and violets blue
Chorus.
When the long years have rolled slowly
Fen to the dawn of earth's funeral day.
When at the arch angels trumpet and
tread,
Rise up the faces and forms of the dead
When the great world its last Judgment
When the blue sky shall swing open the
And our long columns march silently
through,
Past the great captain for final review,
Then from the blood that has flowed for
the right,
Crowns shall spring upward untarnished
and bright.
Then the glad ears of each war.martyred
son
Proudly shall hear the glad tidings "well
done"
Blessings for garlands shall cover them
over,
Parent and husband, and brother and
lover.
God will reward those dead heroes of
ours,
And cover them over with beautiful
flowers