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And up to the courts of another world, That angels alone have trod,
He lives away from the din and strife Of this hlood-besprinkled sod—
Crowned with the amaranthine wreath, That is worn by the blest of God. |
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THE REBEL'S DREAM.
By A. F. Leovy. Music by Ch. Reisner.
Permission of A. E. Blackmar, New Orleans.
Softly in dreams of repose,
A vision so pure and so sweet, Shines on a soldier's sad soul,
While his flag lies so low at his feet; Softly an angel is seen,
Who saddens the spot with a sigh, Swiftly the banner is raised,
And borne to bright realms in the sky.
Soft music from heavenly choirs,
Resounds from that paradise shore-. Oh! how sweet to the dreamer's light heart,
He sees his brave comrades once more. His banner now floats o'er the blest,
And shimmers in heaven's pure air; A voice from its folds is now heard,
Jackson prays for the flag that is there. |
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