The Bivouac of the Dead
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 are spread;
But Glory guards with solemn round
The bivouac of the dead.
Let us also remember all those DCs who went to jail for “practicing medicine without a license”, because it was their good fight that sustained the wonderful profession that we have today.
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