human
Oh! sir, he was good, and they say he died brave-- Why, why, did you pass by my dear papa's grave? I know he was poor, but as kind and as true As ever marched into the battle with you; His grave is so humble, no stone marks the spot, You may not have seen it. Oh, say you did not! For my poor heart will break if you knew he was there, And thought him too lowly your offerings to share. He didn't die lowly--he poured his heart's blood In rich crimson streams, from the top-crowning sod Of the breastworks which stood in front of the fight-- And died shouting, 'Onward! for God and the right!' O'er all his dead comrades your bright garlands wave, But you haven't put _one_ on _my_ papa's grave. If mamma were here--but she lies by his side, Her wearied heart broke when our dear papa died!
gpt
Battalion! file left! countermarch! cried the chief,
human
This young orphaned maid hath full cause for her grief. Then up in his arms from the hot, dusty street, He lifted the maiden, while in through the gate The long line repasses, and many an eye Pays fresh tribute of tears to the lone orphan's sigh.
gpt
This way, it is--here, sir, right under this tree; They lie close together, with just room for me.
human
Halt! Cover with roses each lowly green mound; A love pure as this makes these graves hallowed ground.
gpt
Oh! thank you, kind sir! I ne'er can repay The kindness you've shown little Daisy to-day; But I'll pray for you here, each day while I live, 'Tis all that a poor soldier's orphan can give. I shall see papa soon and dear mamma, too-- I dreamed so last night, and I know 'twill come true; And they will both bless you, I know, when I say How you folded your arms round their dear one to-day; How you cheered her sad heart and soothed it to rest, And hushed its wild throbs on your strong, noble breast; And when the kind angels shall call _you_ to come We'll welcome you there to our beautiful home Where death never comes his black banners to wave, And the beautiful flowers ne'er weep o'er a grave.
human
I know who dwells in this house, my dear, There's only one little girl lives here.