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After battle. M oonbeams ghastly
Seemed to link in strange affright,
A s the scudding clonds before them
Shadowed races dead and white ;
A n d die night-wili d softiy whispered,
W hen low moans its li^ht win<r bore—
O
M eans dial ferried spirits over
I)oath's dark wave f.o yonder shore.
W andering where a footstep careless
Mi^hi. go splashing down in blood,
Or a helpless hand lie grasping
D eath and daisies from the sod- -
Captain Graham walked swift onward,
W hile a faintly-beaten drum
Q 11 i cken ed hea r t an d step to get her;
£ 1 Sai l d i e M u s ray ! S ee > I e o m e !
“ It r:> tlnis J. find yo;:, laddie?
W ounded, I on el v, iyiu<F here".
y f / i t
Playing thus the reveille p
Seu— the morning is not near."
A moment paused the drummer boy,
A n d lifted up Ins drooping head:
J‘ 0 1 i, Captain Graham, the light; is co d in g,
"' I’ is m o in i n g , a n d i n y p r; l v e m a re s ai d r
“ M orning ! Sec die plains grow brighter— ■
M orning— and I ’m going home ;
T h at is w h y I play the measure,
M other will not .see me com e;
T'Sul: you'll tell her, won't you, Captain— "
H ash, the buy has spoken true ;
T o him the day has dawned forever,
U nbroken by the n igh t’s tattoo.