Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . Sleep on, sleep on ! thou gentle one,Light lie the turf upon thy breast—Thy toil is oer, thy race is run, Sleep on, and take thy rest !In vain for thee were the larum notePoured from the bugles brazen throatThe rolling drum thou heedest not Nor noise of signal charger tramp or warrior treadOver the place of thy narrow bed—They will not wake thee from the dead. Thy mortal strife is done I Sleep on, sleep on, thou faithful slave IUnmindful though thy ma

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Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . Sleep on, sleep on ! thou gentle one,Light lie the turf upon thy breast—Thy toil is oer, thy race is run, Sleep on, and take thy rest !In vain for thee were the larum notePoured from the bugles brazen throatThe rolling drum thou heedest not Nor noise of signal charger tramp or warrior treadOver the place of thy narrow bed—They will not wake thee from the dead. Thy mortal strife is done I Sleep on, sleep on, thou faithful slave IUnmindful though thy master keepHis vigils by thy nameless grave, And think of thee, and weep ;Not even his voice, beloved of yore,That stirred thee when the cannons roarHath failed to rouse, shall rouse thee more Out of thy slumbers deep I I.) •)

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