...version of literality. The graves offer a sight nobler than any that imagination can figure: "[Spring] there shall dress a sweeter sod / Than Fancy's feet have ever trod" (5-6). In the second and closing stanza, that very absence of fancy enjoins a figurative supplement...

...cold Returns to deck their Hallowed mould She their shall dress a sweeter Sod Than fancys feet has ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung By forms unseen their Dirge is sung Their [There] Honour comes a pilgrim grey To Bless the turf that wraps their Clay And freedom shall...

...country's wishes blessed! MATTERS When Spring with dewy fingers cold 422 1 Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's...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...

...their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mold, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet...is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay, And Freedom shall awhile repair,...

...cold Returns to deck their Hallowed mould She their shall dress a sweeter Sod Than fancys feet has ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung By forms unseen their Dirge is sung Their [There] Honour comes a pilgrim grey To Bless the turf that wraps their Clay And freedom shall...

...their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mold, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet...is rung; By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair,...

...country's wishes blest! When Spring, with demry fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mold, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet...is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung, There honor comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay, And Freedom shall awhile repair...

...all tlieir country's wishes West. When Spring with dewy fingers cold Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod : By forms unseen, their dirge is sung ; By fairy hands, their knell is rung ; There Honor comes, a pilgrim...

...had died on the roadside, no eye to see them, save the all-seeing eye of Him who never sleepeth. 95 By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung. At a small station called Booneville, below Corinth, were a number of cars filled with wounded, and...