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1. One breath, O my silent soul! / A perfumed thought -- no more I ask, for the sake of all dead soldiers.
2. Buglers off in my armies! / At present I ask not you to sound; / Not at the head of my cavalry, all on their spirited horses, / With their sabres drawn and glistening, and carbines clanking by their / thighs -- (ah, my brave horsemen! My handsome, tan-faced horsemen! / what life, what joy and pride, With all the perils, were yours! )