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44 LOYAL LEWIS"
ROLL OF HONOUR
(1914 AND AFTER.)
''How sleep the Brave who sink to rest
By all their Country's wishes blest !
When Spring, with dewy fingers cold,
Returns to deck their hallow'd mould,
She there shall dress a sweeter sod
Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
"By fairy hands their knell is rung,
By forms unseen their dirge is sung :
There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray,
To bless the turf that wraps their clay,
And Freedom shall awhile repair
To dwell a weeping Hermit there ! "
— Collins
LEAN GU DLUTH RI CLIU DO SHINNSRE.

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