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A King once said of a Prince struck down	B
Taller he seems in death	C
And this speech holds truth for now as then	D
'Tis after death that we measure men	D
And as mists of the past are rolled away	E
Our heroes who died in their tattered grey	E
Grow taller and greater in all their parts	F
Till they fill our minds as they fill our hearts	F
And for those who lament them there's this relief	G
That Glory sits by the side of Grief	G
Yes they grow taller as the years pass by	A
And the World learns how they could do and die	A
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II	A
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A Nation respects them The East and West	H
The far off slope of the Golden Coast	I
The stricken South and the North agree	J
That the heroes who died for you and me	J
Each valiant man in his own degree	J
Whether he fell on the shore or sea	J
Did deeds of which	K
This Land though rich	K
In histories may boast	I
And the Sage's Book and the Poet's Lay	E
Are full of the deeds of the Men in Grey	E
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III	A
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No lion cleft from the rock is ours	L
Such as Lucerne displays	M
Our only wealth is in tears and flowers	L
And words of reverent praise	M
And the Roses brought to this silent Yard	N
Are Red and White Behold	O
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They tell how wars for a kingly crown	B
In the blood of England's best writ down	B
Left Britain a story whose moral old	O
Is fit to be graven in text of gold	O
The moral is that when battles cease	P
The ramparts smile in the blooms of peace	P
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And flowers to day were hither brought	Q
From the gallant men who against us fought	Q
York and Lancaster Grey and Blue	R
Each to itself and the other true	R
And so I say	E
Our Men in Grey	E
Have left to the South and North a tale	S
Which none of the glories of Earth can pale	S
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IV	G
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Norfolk has names in the sleeping host	I
Which fill us with mournful pride	T
Taylor and Newton we well may boast	I
McPhail and Walke and Selden too	R
Brave as the bravest as truest true	R
And Grandy struck down ere his May became June	U
A battle flag folded away too soon	U
And Williams than whom not a man stood higher	V
'Mid the host of heroes baptized in fire	V
And Mallory whose sires aforetime died	T
When Freedom and Danger stood side by side	T
McIntosh too with his boarders slain	W
Saunders and Jackson the unripe grain	W
And Taliaferro stately as knight of old	O
A blade of steel with a sheath of gold	O
And Wright who fell on the Crater's red sod	X
Giving life to the Cause his soul to GOD	X
And there is another whose portrait at length	Y
Should blend graces of Sidney with great Raleigh's strength	Y
Ah John Randolph Tucker To match me this name	Z
You must climb to the top of the Temple of Fame	Z
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These are random shots o'er the men at rest	H
But each rings out on a warrior's crest	H
Yes names like bayonet points when massed	A2
Blaze out as we gaze on the splendid past	A2
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V	G
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That past is now like an Arctic Sea	G
Where the living currents have ceased to run	B2
But over that past the fame of Lee	G
Shines out as the Midnight Sun	B2
And that glorious Orb in its march sublime	C2
Shall gild our graves till the end of time	C2

James Barron Hope

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