Dying Hero's Request
AUNER’S PRINTING OFFICE , 110 N. TENTH ST., ab. ARCH.
Dying Hero’s Request.
A hero foremost in the fight.
Stood target for the ball,
A well directed shot was aimed,
By which the hero fell;
But one request he made of those,
Who a place for him had sought.
Disturb me not but let me rest
Near where the battle’s fought.
O, bury me near the battle ground.
Where the cannon loudly roar,
The boom of shells resounding where
The grape near me may pour;
Or bury me where the warbling birds
May chirp my funeral knell;
But not far distant from the spot,
The field on which I fell.
But when this raging battle’s o’er,
Remove within our lines,
Or convey me to my distant home,
To friends most dear and kind;
Then bear me to a hero’s grave,
Covered with the American Flag.
Three rounds of musketry shall tell
In honor of the dead.
A. W. AUNER, SONG PUBLISHER, 110 N. 10th ST., ab. Arch. Philadelphia.