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Lyrics of Love and Laughter

She has borne and lost a son,
But her work and his are done.

Fling the flag out, let it wave ;
They're returning from the grave --
"Double quick !" 
And the cymbals now are crashing,
Bright his comrades' eyes are flashing
From the thick 
Battle-ranks which knew him brave,
No tears for a hero's grave.

In the east the morning comes,
Hear the rattle of the drums
Far away.
Now no time for grief's pursuing,
Other work is for the doing,
Here to-day.
He is sleeping, let him rest
With the flag across his breast.

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