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"There shines no sun 'midst the hidden dead, But where the day looks not the brave may tread: There is heard no song, and no mead is pour'd, But the warrior may come to the silent board     In the shadow of the night.

"There is laid a sword in thy father's tomb, And its edge is fraught with thy foeman's doom; But soft be thy step through the silence deep, And move not the urn in the house of sleep,     For the viewless have fearful might!"