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And stars shoot forth with silver ray;
The moonlight pales and dew-drops kiss
The moss-grown graves of Blue and Gray.
Ye living, bring your garlands fair,
And clasp your hands anew to-day!
One flag yet floats upon the air;
We're brothers still, both Blue and Gray!
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