For One of the Killed

  There on the field of battle
    Lies the young warrior dead:
  Who shall speak in the soldier's honor?
    How shall his praise be said?

  Cannon, there in the battle,
    Thundered the soldier's praise,
  Hark! how the volumed volleys echo
    Down through the far-off days!

  Tears for the grief of a father,
    For a mother's anguish, tears;
  But for him that died in his country's battle,
    Glory and endless years.