Let her stand there as long as the winds of autumn shall sigh gently and sadly over the graves of the buried valor in Hollywood
, and deck them with the russet and golden splendor of falling leaves.
Let her stand there as long as winter comes with icy fingers to touch the soldiers' graves with frost, and wrap them with the pure and spotless winding sheet of its snows.
And let her, from her lofty throne, welcome spring, when, with warm sunshine and lovely flowers, she comes to deck the sod which covers the forms of the men who made the gray jacket a mantle of glory, and the southern flag a blazing meteor in history, eternal in all the annals of fame.
And when eventide shall come with gentle, vernal showers, just before the sun sinks into his ocean bed, let his last rays from the West
, coming across ocean and continent, passing over the city of the dead (Hollywood
) and of the living (Richmond
), light up the heroic forms in bronze of Robert E. Lee
and George Washington
, forming, as they reach the Confederate
soldier and the Confederate
woman, through the falling rain, a gorgeous rainbow, spanning the whole eastern sky, a heavenly crown for the brave man and lovely woman standing there, glorious in the bow and sunshine of hope, and refulgent in the promise of immortality.