Maggy Lauder/The Soldier's Gratitude
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THE SOLDIER’S GRATITUDE.
Whate'er my lot, where’er I roam,
By sorrow still opprest;
I’ll ne’er forget the peaceful home
That gave the wanderer rest.
Then ever rove life’s sunny banks,
By sweetest flow’rets strew’d;
Then may you claim a soldier’s thanks,
A soldier’s gratitude.
The peaceful sigh, the balmy tear,
That meek-eye'd pity gave.
My last sad dying words shall cheer
And bless wanderers grave.
Then ever rove life's sunny banks,
By sweetest flow'rets strewed;
Then may you claim a soldier’s thanks,
A soldier’s gratitude.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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