Beat! beat! drums! - blow! bugles! blow!
Through the windows - through doors - burst like a ruthless force,
Into the solemn church, and scatter the congregation,
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Beat! beat! drums! - blow! bugles! blow!
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Are beds prepared for sleepers at night in the houses? 
No sleepers must sleep in those beds --
 ...  you bugles wilder blow.

 ...  - blow! bugles! blow!
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When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd,
And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night,
I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.

Ever-returning spring, trinity sure to me you bring,
Lilac blooming perennial and drooping star in the west,
And thought of him I love.

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
 ... 
    But O heart! heart! heart!
      O the bleeding drops of red,
        Where on the deck my Captain lies,
          Fallen cold and dead.

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