Dirge lyrics
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
[Chorus]
Boys that held him dear
Do your weeping now
All you loved of him lies here
Do your weeping now
[Verse 1]
Brought to the Earth
The arrogant brow
And the withering tongue
Do your weeping now
[Verse 2]
Sing whatever songs are sung
Bind whatever wreath
For a playmate perished young
For a spirit who's spent in death
[Chorus]
Boys that held him dear
Do your weeping now
All you loved of him lies here
Do your weeping now
Do