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Rh  Mignonette and pale Narcissus, Soldier dust, we give to thee.

Myrtle crown and Laurel chaplet, Fragrant things that bloom and die,&mdash; These, O camp of silent sleepers! Over every outpost lie.

These we leave with loving message&mdash; Crowns, the faithful Earth will keep, While the sacred dust of heroes Still she softly holds asleep.





HERE'S a cap in the closet, Old, tattered, and blue, That would be little value, It may be, to you; But a crown jewel-studded Could not buy it to-day, With its letters of honor, Brave &quot;Company K.&quot;

The head that it sheltered Needs shelter no more; Dead heroes make holy The trifles they wore; So a wreath better winning Than laurel and bay Seems the cap of the soldier, Marked &quot;Company K.&quot; 