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Show The l'salut of tho Old Soldier. The blue Is fading Into grey, Just ns when sunset comes. With bugle call that die away And snftl) throbbing drumsi Tho shadows reuth across the sky An I hush tho cares of da . The bugle nil nnd thuin beat dl 'ihe blue fades Into grey Iho (ire) Is blending Into blus A sunrise glad and fair. When, In tin richness of tht dew, Ihe loses riot theif, Tito bitterness of yesterday Is lost to mo anl ou, 'iho blue Is fading Into gry 'I ho kre blends Into hluo. The) le sleeping now tho long, long sleep Ihe boss vvlt) worn the blut bovo the gre) Iho grassss ersep And both were good and true! And In the twilight of our life. 'I bo ending of tl o wnv, There conies forgetfulneesi of strife Tha blue fades Into are). v.bovo luch mound the Illy Elovts, Mid humble daisies nodi iho rub) itlot) or tho rose Hinds lustro on Iho soli Tho tcuis thti tuirs-tho) uro tho dew lhat greets th coming day, The gry li bl ndlng Into blue lhc blue fades Into gto. Daltlmoro Amcilrin, |