. Sunshine and roses . Only a few more days till he— Only a few more bugle callsTill he shall answer the signal and be Summoned to meet in the festal hallsAnd dine and sup in jubileeAt the eternal banquet of victory. Ah! aged veteran, hoary browed,Fretted with wars of the elements, Soon will you meet the trooper-crowdSoon will you bivouac within the tents Walled and canopied overhead With stars, and stars for your pillow and bed. Then courage, comfort, good fellowship Be to your last reclining days!List while the chalice we raise to the lip And quaff to the memory of battle-frays!Raise to the

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. Sunshine and roses . Only a few more days till he— Only a few more bugle callsTill he shall answer the signal and be Summoned to meet in the festal hallsAnd dine and sup in jubileeAt the eternal banquet of victory. Ah! aged veteran, hoary browed,Fretted with wars of the elements, Soon will you meet the trooper-crowdSoon will you bivouac within the tents Walled and canopied overhead With stars, and stars for your pillow and bed. Then courage, comfort, good fellowship Be to your last reclining days!List while the chalice we raise to the lip And quaff to the memory of battle-frays!Raise to the heavens your brow, storm-browned,—Ah! aged veteran, victory-crowned!.

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