Oh! Thou hapless soldier,
Left unseen to moulder
Here on the lonely plain.
Far thy comrades flying,
Lost, abandon'd, dying
Here on the lonely plain.
Faint - and none to cheer thee,
Moaning - none to hear thee,
Dying - and none near thee
On this lonely plain.
No fond tears fall o'er thee,
No fond hearts deplore thee,
Here on the lonely plain.

Power! Ambition! Glory!
Read we then your story
Here on the lonely plain.
Some fond maid is sighing
For the hero lying
Here on the lonely plain.
Never, hapless soldier,
Fated to behold her,
Left unseen to moulder
On this lonely plain.
No fond tears fall o'er thee,
No fond hearts deplore thee,
Here on the lonely plain.