THE BANNER SHOULD WAVE.
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(Glee composed by Mr. Clifton.)
I
The banner should wave o'er the tomb of the brave,
And his comrades should follow his corse to the grave!
He should fall in the field—he should rest on his shield,
And should smile on the wound he knows ne'er can be heal'd!
II
It is not for him that the eye shall be dim;
But his name oft shall hallow the goblet's bright brim;
His helm and his sword are as relics adored,
And we fondly repeat his last faltering word!
III
But he must be mourned who in triumph returned,
When the battle was over, with laurels well earned:
Who seemed to have past thro' the war's fiercest blast—
But to fall from before us in sunshine at last!
IV
The spirit whose light was unsullied and bright,
In the moment of danger the front of the fight!
Was quenched in the ray of a prosperous day,
When the threatning danger had faded away!
