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1869–1908

TEARS, TEARS.

Alexander Hamilton Laidlaw

Tears, tears, With wifely fears Immixed — I held my breath, My boy!

As down the street The drums did beat That led you to your death, My boy!

Oh! Oh! Where'er I go, And soldier boys I see, My jo!

I wis’, I wis’, For him whose kiss Was blessedness to me, My jo!

Still, still, By wish and will, The land you saved, I love, My boy!

Beneath a stone, It holds your bone, I'll clasp your soul above, My boy!

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