Friday, May 23, 2014

"Our Soldier" by Rev. T. L. Drury (1918)

Our Soldier.

(Sergeant H. G. Weir.)


Rest sweetly, oh, our soldier, rest,

For you have done your very best—

A volunteer at duty's call

To serve his country; that is all.

And what a noble service this,

And what an honor now is his,

To simply serve, in serving die

A hero 'neath his country's sky.

When any man will do his mite

For love of country and the right,

For love of freedom now and here,

He leaves a record that is clear.

And such a record that is true

Our soldier left us to review,

And so we proudly place his name

Upon his country's roll of fame.

And we shall place above his grave

The flag for which his life he gave,

And mark the spot, that men may pay

Him tribute on Memorial Day.

Then sweetly rest, our soldier true;

We kindly shall remember you

As one among the noble breed

Who served their country well indeed!

        Sergeant Weir came from New York in September last and was pharmacist at the Post Hospital at the Arsenal, Watervliet. He died of meningitis Sunday at the Troy Hospital.

Troy Times. April 3, 1918: 10 col 1.

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