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DIRGE FOE A SOLDIER. s ATLOSE big eyes, his work is done; IVuat to him is friend or foeman, Else of moon, or set of sun. Hand of man or kiss of woman ? lay him low, lay him low, in the clover or the snow; What cares he P he cannot know, I,ay him low! As man may, he louglit ms light. Proved his truth by his endeavor; Let him sleep in solemn night, Sleep for ever and lor ever. Lay him low, lay him low, In the clover or the snow; What cares he ? he cannot know, Lay him low ■ Fold him in his country's stars. Roll the drum and fire the volley; What to him are all our wars— What but death hemocking folly? Lay him low, lay him low, In the clover or the snow; What cares he ? he cannot know ; Lay him low ! Leave him to God's watching eye, Trust him to the Hand that made him ; Mortal love weeps Idly by, God alone has power to aid him. Lay him low, lay him low, In the clover or the snow; What cares he? he cannot know, Lay him low!
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Hawke's Bay Times, Volume XII, Issue 501, 19 August 1867, Page 1
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196Select Poetry. Hawke's Bay Times, Volume XII, Issue 501, 19 August 1867, Page 1
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