how sleep the brave
how sleep thee brave who sink to rest
by all their country's written blest!
when spring and dewy finger's cold
returns to deck their hollow mould
she their shall dress a sweeter sod
than fancy sweet hath ever trod
_ William Collins
how sleep thee brave who sink to rest
by all their country's written blest!
when spring and dewy finger's cold
returns to deck their hollow mould
she their shall dress a sweeter sod
than fancy sweet hath ever trod
_ William Collins
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