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The Grenadier's Good-Bye

"When Lieutenant Murray fell, the only words he spoke were, 'Forward, Grenadiers!'"—Press Telegram.

Here they halted, here once moreHand from hand was rent;Here his voice above the roarRang, and on they went.Yonder out of sight they crossed,Yonder died the cheers;One word lives where all is lost—"Forward, Grenadiers!"
This alone he asked of fame,This alone of pride;Still with this he faced the flame,Answered Death, and died.Crest of battle sunward tossed,Song of the marching years,This shall live though all be lost—"Forward, Grenadiers!"

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