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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. 105