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IN MEMORIAM.
Not such as these could charm thine eye and ear,
But calls that echoed loud, and wild, and clear,
For Freedom! Liberty! for peace and love!
Bowing thy knee to but one King, above.
But calls that echoed loud, and wild, and clear,
For Freedom! Liberty! for peace and love!
Bowing thy knee to but one King, above.
Thy children's children, now, alas, again
Are battling, too, for what thou didst attain;
With loyal hearts they steadfastly endure,
With bleeding forms, and spirits dauntless, pure
As this fair cross which tender hands have brought;
Pure as the love which in the. marble wrought
The touching record, here so sweetly graved,
Which has thy dust from dark- oblivion saved.
Are battling, too, for what thou didst attain;
With loyal hearts they steadfastly endure,
With bleeding forms, and spirits dauntless, pure
As this fair cross which tender hands have brought;
Pure as the love which in the. marble wrought
The touching record, here so sweetly graved,
Which has thy dust from dark- oblivion saved.
