Dirge For A Soldier
by George Henry Boker (1823-1890) |
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Close his eyes; his work is done!
What to him is
friend or foeman,
Rise of moon, or set of sun,
Hand of
man, or kiss of woman?
Lay him low, lay him low,
In
the clover or the snow!
What cares he? he cannot know:
Lay him low!
As man may, he fought his fight,
Proved his truth by his endeavor;
Let him sleep in solemn
night,
Sleep forever and forever.
Lay him low, lay him
low,
In the clover or the snow!
What cares he? he
cannot know:
Lay him low!
Fold him in his
country's stars,
Roll the drum and fire the volley!
What to him are all our wars,
What but death bemocking
folly?
Lay him low, lay him low,
In the clover or the
snow!
What cares he? he cannot know:
Lay him low!
Leave him to God's watching eye,
Trust him to the
hand that made him.
Mortal love weeps idly by:
God
alone has power to aid him.
Lay him low, lay him low,
In the clover or the snow!
What cares he? he cannot know:
Lay him low! |
By George Henry Boker (1823-1890)
Listed November 19, 2012 |
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