Decoration Day
Sleep, comrades, sleep and rest On this Field of the Grounded Arms, Where foes no more molest, Nor sentry’s shot alarms!
Ye have slept on the ground before, And started to your feet At the cannon’s sudden roar, Or the drum’s redoubling beat.
But in this camp of Death No sound your slumber breaks; Here is no fevered breath, No wound that bleeds and aches.
All is repose and peace, Untrampled lies the sod; The shouts of battle cease, It is the Truce of God!
Rest, comrades, rest and sleep! The thoughts of men shall be As sentinels to keep Your rest from danger free.
Your silent tents of green We deck with fragrant flowers Yours has the suffering been, The memory shall be ours.
                              — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
From The Atlantic
A little about this section of the Cave Hill Cemetery from The Courier Journal:

On Monday, flags will be planted in front of roughly 6,100 Union soldiers and 228 Confederate soldiers buried at Cave Hill…

Decoration Day

Sleep, comrades, sleep and rest
On this Field of the Grounded Arms,
Where foes no more molest,
Nor sentry’s shot alarms!

Ye have slept on the ground before,
And started to your feet
At the cannon’s sudden roar,
Or the drum’s redoubling beat.

But in this camp of Death
No sound your slumber breaks;
Here is no fevered breath,
No wound that bleeds and aches.

All is repose and peace,
Untrampled lies the sod;
The shouts of battle cease,
It is the Truce of God!

Rest, comrades, rest and sleep!
The thoughts of men shall be
As sentinels to keep
Your rest from danger free.

Your silent tents of green
We deck with fragrant flowers
Yours has the suffering been,
The memory shall be ours.

                             — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

From The Atlantic


A little about this section of the Cave Hill Cemetery from The Courier Journal:

On Monday, flags will be planted in front of roughly 6,100 Union soldiers and 228 Confederate soldiers buried at Cave Hill…

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