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Show INSTILLING FEELINGTpATIQtT AX ; Come away from the toiling and moiling, away from the turmoil, and din, Away from the flurry and worry, the reaching and grasping, and sin. Let us join in the floral procession, where beauty's libations are poured, And carry the lilies and roses: Peace reigns, she is sheathing her sword; Let us march with the veteran sold:cs today, and with plenty of cheer, And with them weave our memory garlands for one happy day in the year. So many have faltered, and wearied, who marched with the -brave ones abreast, So many have passed o'er the bridges to the beautiful Islands of Rest. |