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Hush'd Be the Camps to-Day a L Buried April 19, 1865

  A. L. BURIED APRIL 19, 1865.

1HUSH'D be the camps to-day; And, soldiers, let us drape our war-worn weapons; And each, with musing soul retire, to celebrate, Our dear commander's death. 2No more for him life's stormy conflicts; Nor victory, nor defeat—No more time's dark events, Charging like ceaseless clouds across the sky. 3But sing, poet, in our name; Sing of the love we bore him—because you, dweller in  
 camps, know it truly.
4Sing, to the lower'd coffin there; Sing, with the shovel'd clods that fill the grave—a  
For the heavy hearts of soldiers.
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