Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1913-06-06
MEMORIAL DAY.

Cover them over with beautiful flowers
Deck them with garlands these brothers,of ours
Lying SO silent by nigh: and day,
Sleeping the years of their manhood away
Years they had marked for the joys of the brave
Years they must pass in the Wondering grave
All the bright laurels they waited to bloom
Fell from their grasp when they fell to their tono
Give them the need they have won in the past,
Give them the honors their future forecast,
Give them the chaplet they won in the strife,
Give them the laurels they lost with their life
Cover them over Yes cover them over,
Parent husband brother and lover.
Grown in your hearts these dead heroes of.ours
And cover them oyer with:beautiful flowers
Cover the faces that motionless lie
Shut from the blue of the glorious sky,
Faces once decked with the smile OF the gay,
Faces now masked 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 distress,
Cheeks you have frightened by tender caress.
Oh, how they cleaned at our countrys frstcry,
On, how they streamed when they bade you goodbye
Oh, how they cleaned in the battles fierce flame,
Oh, how they paled when the death angel came
Cover them over, Yes them over,
Parent, husband, brother AID lover.
Kiss in your hearts these dead heroes OF ours
And cover them over with elutiful flowers.
Cover the hands that are lying united,
Crossed on the bosom or low by their side,
Hands to your mother in infancy shown,
Hands by your father clasped close to your own,
Hands where your sister when tried and dismayed
Hung for protection and counsel and aid,
Hands that your brother ia yalty knew,
Hands by your wife clasped in bitter adieu
Bravely the musket and sabre they BORE
Words of affection they wrote 10 their gore
Grandy they grasped for the garland OF light,
Catching the mantle of deaths darkened night
Cover, them over, Yes them over,
Parent, husband, brother and lover.
Grown in your hearts these dead heroes Of ours
And cover them oyer with beautiful flowers
Cover the hearts that have beaten 50 high,
Beaten with hopes thai doomed bat to la
Hearts that have burned in tho heat OF the fray
Hearts that have yearued for the homes far away
Hearts that beat high in the charges loud tramp
Hearts that beat low 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 courage and love
Now their great souls have gone soaring above
Bravey their blood for their country they gavs.
And then in her bosom they found them grave.
Cover them over, Yes them over,
Parent husband brother and lover
Kiss in your hearts these dead heroes of ours,
Aud cover them with beautiful flowers
And when the long years have rolled slowly away
Fen to the dawn of earth's funeral day,
When at the Arch Angels trumpet and tread,
Rise up the face and forms of the dead.
When this great world its last judgment awaits,
When the blue sky shall open its gates,
And our long columns march silently through,
Past the Great Captain for final review,
Then from the blood which shed for the right
Crowns shall spring upwards untarnshed and bright
Then the glad ear of each war-martyred son
Proudly shall hear the glad tidngs swell DONE"
Blessings for garlands shall cover them over.
Parent and lover, husbands and brother,
God will reward these dead heroes OF ours,
And cover them with beautiful flowers.
ANONYM,