RUSSO "Blow, Bugle, Blow"
Oh love, they die on yon rich sky
They faint of hill or field or river
Their echoes roll from soul to soul
And grow forever and forever
Blow bugles blow, set the wild echoes flying
Answer echoes, answer, dying, dying Oh love, they die on yon rich sky
They faint of hill or field or river
Their echoes roll from soul to soul Blow bugles blow... Blow bugles blow, set the wild echoes flying...
Oh love, they die on yon rich sky
They faint of hill or field or river
Their echoes roll from soul to soul
And grow forever and forever
Blow bugles blow, set the wild echoes flying
Answer echoes, answerl
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