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Brave Boys Are They

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Parent Issue
Day
11
Month
December
Year
1863
Copyright
Public Domain
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Heavily falls the rain, Wild are the breezes to-night; But 'neath the roof the hours as they fiy, Are happy and calm, and bright. Gatlieritig round our fireside, Tliough it be suraraev time, Ye sit and talk of brothers abroad, Forgelting the midnight chime. Chorut - Brave boys are they ! Gone at their country's cali, And vet, and yet, we cannot forget, Tliat niany brave boys must fall. Under the homestead roof, Ne-tled so cosy and warm, While soldiers sleep with little ovnaught, Tu sheker ihem trota the storm. Reeting on grtmy conches, Piliowed on hillocks damp Of niartial fare, how little we know, Till brothers are in the camp. Brave boys, &c. Thinking no less of them, Loviag our country the more, Wi' sent them forth to fight for the flag Their fathers before them bore. Tbdiigh the great tear drop started, This was our parting trust ; God bless you, loys ! we'll welcome you home When rebels are laid in the dust. Brave boys, &c. May the bright wings of love Guard them wheiever they roam ; The time has come when brothers must fight, And siteis nnist pray at home. Oh! the dread field of battle ! Soon to l-e strewn with graves : If brothers fall may they bury them where Our banner in triumph waves. Brave boys, &c.

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Old News
Michigan Argus