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No tender sister o'er thee stood;
No fond and sorrowing mother there,
With all a mother's holy love,
Breathed forth for thee a last sad prayer.
No fond and sorrowing mother there,
With all a mother's holy love,
Breathed forth for thee a last sad prayer.
A worn, but now a broken band,
With mournful step and slow,
Bore thee unto thy silent home,
And laid thy proud form low.
With mournful step and slow,
Bore thee unto thy silent home,
And laid thy proud form low.
With lonely sorrow on their hearts
And many a lingering look,
With folded arms upon their breasts,
Their last farewell they took;
And many a lingering look,
With folded arms upon their breasts,
Their last farewell they took;
Then turned away with saddened hearts
And brows of sadness too;
And tears 't were wrung from manly eyes,
Now spoke their last adieu.
And brows of sadness too;
And tears 't were wrung from manly eyes,
Now spoke their last adieu.
And thou, O sorrowing mother! thou—
What anguish hast thou known!
And how has cruel destiny
Thy fondest hopes o'erthrown!
What anguish hast thou known!
And how has cruel destiny
Thy fondest hopes o'erthrown!
