Salt Lake Tribune | 1905-05-30 | Page 6 | Memorial Day 1905

I' MEMORIAL DAY Wf 'under the blossoms,the blue" X:Hpf I fi tl I If S V RE THE CAP?TR3D$5 " '' roti YouJ,Bor5 ( j Sobbing drums, solemn nnd Mow, Eeatlng time where the old men go Withered skins, faltering feet, a Glory Is Passing Along the Street! Faintly and afar. h?ai- the muttering of the war! A grumbling In the distance there That scarcely shakes the summer air, Beat on be--. j A-throb as If a giant pulse. Were sick viith fever heat. Faded blue, shabby and old: Dimming eyes, that once were bold: Waning life, that was so sweet: Glory Is Passing Along the 8trset! The trample of a thousand horse Is roaring In their ears' The wrath of great artillery penis down the vanished years! The tattered Hags above their heads are floating full and brljfct! youthful and beautiful, they are going forth to flfthf. Rent and gray, that rode eo straight. j i iid and sere, that fronted Fate. Sorrowful hear the drum beat: Glory Is Passing Along the Streetl We are coming' We are coming' I.o' The cannon rage In vla! i Thcigh our blue lines melt bpfore us. still we form blue llnei ifii T Ike a Btorm-fiood. rising higher us its rollers crash on shore. We are rushing;. God of Rattles' F lamp-eyed, shouting, young "H Sobbing drums, solemn and slow. Beating time where the old -men go. Withered skins, faltering feet, Glory Is Passing Along the Street! Faintlv and afar, dies the muttering of wnr From the Gulf to the sweet waters there is aoace. I Ord we bless Thoe for Thv da ' (id and feeble worn and grif, Thou great Captain that hnst made our hatr'es cease. Thy green grass Is o cr all ; kneeling hu mhly at Thy seat, B m and slaver, one In worship, kiss Thv feet. Lo! Wl thank Thee, South and North, For Thv lilies that spring forth From the bitter graves to make tlumi sw-eet. , , Lister.! There Is Glory Passing Down the Street! JUL1CI