The Soldier's Funeral
Pub by CMagnus Frankfort St. N.Y.
The Soldiers Funeral.
HE mingled not with the glorious Slain
Where clarion-peals were sounding,
But wounded, was borne from the bloody plain
Where warrior and steel were bounding—
He filled no grave, on the Southern strand
With magnolias blooming o’er him,
But he came to die in his Northern land
And the friends whom he lov’d, deplore him!
Hear ye the sound of the muffled drum,
And of footsteps slowly falling,
With notes that at intervals sadly come
O’er the ear like a mournful calling?
They have laid above him the glorious flag
He fought for in war’s grim season—
When he boldly defied the Rebel rag
And rushed on the ranks of treason!
Oh! unforgotten, the valiant dead
Shall long be the theme of story;
Whether they lingered in hospital bed
Or died on the field of glory.—
For loyalty’s soldiers the hand of fame
Hath a wreath of honor entwined them;
And hallowed long are the hero’s names
In the hearts that are left behind them.
500 Illustrated Ballads, lithographed and printed by CHARLES MAGNUS, No. 12 Frankfort Street, New York.