Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 32., chapter 1.45, The address., page 298

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Soldier—you in the wreck of gray,
With the brazen belt of the C. S. A.—
Take my love and my tears to-day,
Take them—all that I have to give;
But by God's grace while my heart shall live,
It still shall keep in its faithful way
The camp—fire lit for the men in gray.
Aye—'till the trump sounds far away,
And the silver bugles of Heaven play
And the roll is called at the Judgment-day.

Richmond, VA. 1904.

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Reverend J. William Jones, Ed.

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