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Alas the weary hours pass slow	A
The night is very dark and still	B
And in the marshes far below	A
I hear the bearded whippoorwill	A
I scarce can see a yard ahead	C
My ears are strained to catch each sound	D
I hear the leaves about me shed	C
And the spring's bubbling through the ground	D
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Along the beaten path I pace	E
Where white rags mark my sentry's track	F
In formless shrubs I seem to trace	E
The foeman's form with bending back	F
I think I see him crouching low	A
I stop and list I stoop and peer	G
Until the neighboring hillocks grow	A
To groups of soldiers far and near	G
	-
With ready piece I wait and watch	H
Until my eyes familiar grown	I
Detect each harmless earthen notch	H
And turn guerillas into stone	I
And then amid the lonely gloom	J
Beneath the tall old chestnut trees	K
My silent marches I resume	J
And think of other times than these	K
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Sweet visions through the silent night	L
The deep bay windows fringed with vine	M
The room within in softened light	L
The tender milk white hand in mine	M
The timid pressure and the pause	N
That often overcame our speech	O
That time when by mysterious laws	N
We each felt all in all to each	O
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And then that bitter bitter day	P
When came the final hour to part	Q
When clad in soldier's honest gray	P
I pressed her weeping to my heart	Q
Too proud of me to bid me stay	P
Too fond of me to let me go	A
I had to tear myself away	P
And left her stolid in my woe	A
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So rose the dream so passed the night	L
When distant in the darksome glen	R
Approaching up the sombre height	L
I heard the solid march of men	R
Till over stubble over sward	S
And fields where lay the golden sheaf	T
I saw the lantern of the guard	U
Advancing with the night relief	T
	-
'Halt Who goes there ' My challenge cry	V
It rings along the watchful line	M
'Relief ' I hear a voice reply	V
'Advance and give the countersign '	-
With bayonet at the charge I wait	W
The corporal gives the mystic spell	A
With arms aport I charge my mate	W
Then onward pass and all is well	A
	-
But in the tent that night awake	X
I ask if in the fray I fall	A
Can I the mystic answer make	X
When the angelic sentries call	A
And pray that Heaven may so ordain	Y
Where'er I go what fate be mine	M
Whether in pleasure or in pain	Y
I still may have the countersign	Y

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