All lands as one,
Buckner, Grant’s bed beside,
The priest and Protestant in converse kind;
Prayers from all hearts, and Grant
Praying “we all might meet in better worlds.”
Toll, bells, from every steeple,
Tell the sorrow of the people;
So true in life, so calm and strong,
Bravest of all, in death suffering so long
And without one complaint![72] ]