  The heroes on the battlefield are calm in death, Their fighting o'er; They feel no more the fevered breath Of battle's war; They hear at last the voice that saith "Fight on no more." But oh, the heroes on the grander field of peace, Who know no rest! Whose hearts ne'er feel the full release From mortal quest, Nor breathe the air where struggles cease The soul to test. For such we mourn, O purifying soul of life, For such we pray. Let Nature free them from the strife Of falsehood's way, And Love through every struggle rife Have free, full play. |
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