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Stand on funeral mound.


Ear. lar, from aisikat iovethee;
With barren heath around,
And cypress bower above thee:
And think while The sad wind frels.


And the night in cold gloom closes.
OF spring and spring sweet violets,


Oh summer, and summers roses.
Sleep where the thunders fly


Across the tossing billow.
Thy canopy the sky.


And the lonely deck thy pillow;
And dream. while the chill sea foam


In mockery dashes o'er thee,
Ofthe cheerful hearth and the quiet homa
And the kiss of her that bore thee.
Watch in the deepest cell


Ofthe foeman's dungeon tower,
Till hopes most cherished spell


Has lost its cheering power;
And sing. while the calling chain


On every stiff limb freezes,
OF the huntsman hurrying o'er the plain,
Ofthe breath ofthe mountain breezes.
Talk not of the minstreps lutte.


The warriors high endeavor.
When the honied lips are mute,


And the strong arm crush'd for ever !;
Look back to the summer sun,


From the mist of dark December,
Then say to the broken hearted one,
''TIs pleasure to rememberm