"The Bivouac of the Dead" poem displayed at the Yorktown National Cemetery.  © Mike Lynaugh

"The Bivouac of the Dead" poem displayed at the Yorktown National Cemetery.  This poem was written by Theodore O'Hara in 1847.  This sign displays part of the poem which reads:

The muffled drum's sad roll has beat  The soldier's last tattoo;  No more on Life's parade shall meet  That brave and fallen few.  On fame's eternal camping ground  Their silent tents to spread,  And glory guards, with solemn round  The bivouac of the dead.  

No rumor of the foe's advance  Now swells upon the wind;  Nor troubled thought at midnight haunts  Of loved ones left behind;  No vision of the morrow's strife  The warrior's dreams alarms;  No braying horn or screaming fife  At dawn shall call to arms.  

Rest on embalmed and sainted dead!  Dear as the blood ye gave;  No impious footstep here shall tread  The herbage of your grave;  Nor shall your glory be forgot  While Fame her record keeps,  For honor points the hallowed spot  Where valor proudly sleeps.

© Mike Lynaugh