The muffled drum's sad roll has beat
The soldier's last tattoo'
No more on life's parade shall meet
That brave and fallen few;
On Fame's eternal camping ground
Their silent tents are spread;
But Glory guards with solemn round
The bivouac of the dead.
© 1997-2002 David Merchant Updated 17 May 2001
© 1997-2002 David Merchant Updated 17 May 2001
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