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I	A
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There's a tear in your eye little Sybil	B
Gathering large and slow	C
Oh Sybil sweet little Sybil	B
What are you thinking of now	D
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Push back the velvet curtains	E
That darken the lonely room	F
For shadows peer out of the crimson depths	G
And the statues gleam white in the gloom	F
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How the cannons' thunder rolls along	H
And shakes the lattice and wall	I
Oh Sybil sweet little Sybil	B
What if your father should fall	I
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The smoky clouds sweep up from the field	J
And darken the earth and sea	K
God save him God save him	L
Wherever he may be	K
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II	A
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Oh pretty dark eyed bird of the South	M
With your face so mournful and white	N
There is many a little Northern girl	O
That is breathing that prayer to night	N
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There's a little girl on the hills of Maine	P
Looking out through the fading light	N
She looks down the winding path and says	Q
He will surely come to night	N
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The table is set the lamp is trimmed	R
The fire has a ruddy glow	C
That streams like a beacon down the path	S
To the dusky valley below	C
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There is smiling hope on the pretty face	T
Pressed so close to the pane	P
And her eyes are like blue violets	U
After a summer rain	P
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III	A
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How you tremble little Sybil	B
At the cannons' dreadful sound	V
Did you see far away the fallen steed	W
And its rider prone on the ground	V
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The dark brown locks so low in the dust	X
The scarf with a crimson stain	P
Oh Sybil poor little Sybil	B
He will not come back again	Y
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IV	Z
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Right gallantly and well he fought	A2
Hand to hand with as brave a foe	Z
Their faces hid by the nodding plumes	B2
And the dense clouds hanging low	Z
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Did they think these hot blooded captains	E
That Death was so close by their side	C2
When Howard has fallen the bravest	X
Rung out on the air far and wide	C2
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Howard His foeman kneels by his side	C2
And raises his head to his knee	K
Oh God that brothers should part in youth	D2
And thus should their meeting be	K
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Unheard is the deafening battle roar	E2
Unseen is that dying look	F2
He hears but the sound of a childish laugh	Z
And the song of a Northern brook	F2
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He sees two white forms kneeling	G2
In the twilight sweet and dim	L
One low couch angel guarded	H2
By a mother's evening hymn	L
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V	K
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The Angel of Death came down with the night	N
Came down with the gathering gloom	F
God pity the little dark eyed girl	O
Alone in the lonely room	F
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But still by his side his brother kneels	E
Chill horror has frozen his veins	E
He heeds not the glancing shower of shells	E
That with red fire glitters and rains	E
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And he heeds not the fiery cavalry charge	I2
That sweeps like a billow on	J2
To death oh the bravest and saddest sight	N
That man ever gazed upon	J2
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The last shot What is one life	Z
To the battle's gory gain	P
But alas for the little blue eyed maid	K2
Away on the hills of Maine	P

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