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Rest lonely head, let dreamless sleep be thine.
On mossy bed, thy broken limbs recline.
Let not our sorrows haunt your grave, but sleep in God, the slumber of the brave.
Sleep weary head, forget thy countries woes,
Where you have bled,
The light of freedom glows,
And where you sleep,
We’ll raise a heros shrine,
When night is gone
And freedoms sunbeem shine.
Orla T