[South Side]:
All lost, but by the graves
Where martyred heroes rest
He wins the most who honor saves
Success is not the test
The world shall yet decide
In truth's clear far off light
That the soldiers
Who wore the gray and died
With Lee, where right.
[East Side]:Come from the four winds, O breath,
And breathe upon these slain
That they may live.
Resting at last, in that glorious
Land, where the white flag
Of peace is never furled.
[North Side]:Nor Shall your glory be forgot
While fame her record, keeps
Or honor points the hallowed spot
Where valor proudly sleeps,
Nor wreck, nor change,
Nor winter's blight,
Not time's remorseless doom,
Can dim one ray of holy light
That gilds your glorious tomb.
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