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A TRIBUTE.

Peace to the memory of the brave!
He died as warriors ought to die,
His tomb the plain he fought to save,
His dirge the shout of Victory!
And ne'er in death a nobler slept,
Nor held the grave a prouder trust,—
He shall not perish there unwept,
Nor mingle with forgotten dust.
The cypress branch shall mark his tomb
With friendship's sigh and beauty's tear,
And there the laurel-wreath shall bloom
O'er deeds to freedom's children dear.
His eagle wing was spread for fame,
And high on valour's plume he soared,
And history's page shall trace his name
In minstrel song and high record.
Oh! may the star that set in tears,
Though bright its dawning was, and fair,
Rise into life in other spheres,
And shine in holier beauty there.
Peace to the spirit of the brave!
He died as warriors ought to die,
His tomb the plain he fought to save,
His dirge the shout of Victory!