see their say their final good-bye. yet, for all of its anticipation and its singular history, this moment felt eerily realm necessary of this one. the very young brothers made this same march because they re mother s coffin. it s a painful image of one of the most painful moments in the history of the modern monarchy, not to say anything of the grief the brothers felt and most feel again. the crowds felt it too then and they felt it again today. thousands crowded the streets down the mall and along white hall. some straining to catch even a glimpse of the coffin draped in the royal standard. there was spontaneous and subdued clapping, but mostly the people were silent, quiet. the steady beat of the drum stirring even the stiffest of upper lips. her coffin lined with led weighs a quarter of a ton. it was lifted off the gun carriage and carried by eight men of the queen s company first battalion. swell pouring off their brows, the weight of the coffin combined with the weigh