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REQUIEM.
Speak softly and low
Of the dead that are laid 'neath the willows asleep.
They have felt their last pain; they have dealt their last blow,—
Tread softly and weep.
Of the dead that are laid 'neath the willows asleep.
They have felt their last pain; they have dealt their last blow,—
Tread softly and weep.
No murmur or sigh
Comes up from the grave with a thrill or a shiver—
We listen in vain for a moan or a cry
From over the river.
Comes up from the grave with a thrill or a shiver—
We listen in vain for a moan or a cry
From over the river.
But soon we shall tread
The path that they trod; and the mantle of sleep
Shall cover us all as it covers the dead.—
Speak softly and weep!
The path that they trod; and the mantle of sleep
Shall cover us all as it covers the dead.—
Speak softly and weep!
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