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ride cossacks ride
charge turcos charge
the fateful hour has come | img2poems |
the superman has burst his bonds
with kultur-flag unfurled
and prayer on lip he runs amuck imperilling the world | img2poems |
and shut the strife in darkness: all was still
then slowly crept a triumph on the dark
and i heard beauty singing up the hill | img2poems |
i have heard the townsfolk come
i have heard the roll and thunder of the nearest drum
as the drummer stopped and cried hear | img2poems |
be strong
the summons comes
prepare | img2poems |
and there was calm in my heart of the desert of the dead sea
of vast plains of the west before the coming storm
and there was calm in their eyes like the last calm that shall be | img2poems |
they seem to be walking in dreams
they seem not to know
it is their homes their happiness vanishing so | img2poems |
they sang an old war-song
i have heard it often in other days
but never before when war was walking the world's highways | img2poems |
half a thousand dead men soon shall hear and see
we're a band
said the weary big dragoon | img2poems |
and if he sees as clearly
as i do where her shrine
must fall he longs as dearly | img2poems |
it's a cot and a hospital ward for me
but i'll tell 'em in blighty wherever i be
how the guards came through | img2poems |
but here you are at last and the sight is good for our eyes
glad to welcome you up and out of the caves of the sea
and ready for sale or barter whatever your will may be | img2poems |
the captain of the submersible
oh do not be impatient good friends of this neutral land
that we have been so tardy in reaching your eager strand | img2poems |
they chose and the women and children that are greeting you here are
those
ghosts of the women and children that the rest of the hundred chose | img2poems |
come come get down to business
for time is money you know
and you must make up in both to us for having been so slow | img2poems |
deal as you will with me
this is my choice to the end
to live in the life i vowed | img2poems |
and sweetness filled her brave
with a vision of understanding beyond the hour
that knelled to the waiting grave | img2poems |
a mitrailleuse battery planted on top of this well-chosen ridge
held the road for the prussians and covered the direct approach to the
bridge | img2poems |
will he live will he last will he make it
and so near to the
goal | img2poems |
god of battles look down and protect him
lord his heart is as thine
let him live | img2poems |
and i thought of my beautiful paris and gave a last look at the land
at france my belle france in her glory of blue sky and green field
and wood | img2poems |
death with honor but never surrender
and to die with such men it was
good | img2poems |
and poured them molten from thy tragic towers
now are the windows dust that were thy flower
patterned like frost petalled like asphodels | img2poems |
full sixty yards i've seen them throw
with all that nicety of aim
they learned on british cricket-fields | img2poems |
shouts back the sound of mirth
tramp of feet and lilt of song
ringing all the road along | img2poems |
when cheeks are flushed and glasses gilt and pearled
with the sweet wine of france that concentrates
the sunshine and the beauty of the world | img2poems |
o the fading eyes the grimed face turned bony
oped mouth gushing fallen head
lessening pressure of a hand shrunk clammed and stony | img2poems |
we are here in a wood of little beeches
and the leaves are like black lace
against a sky of nacre | img2poems |
goaded like the damned by some invisible wrath
a will stronger than weariness stronger than animal fear
implacable and monotonous | img2poems |
almost at unawares savagely and strewn
in bloody fragments to be the carrion
of rats and crows | img2poems |
choked with wild weeds and overgrown
with rank grass all torn and rent
by war's opposing engines strewn | img2poems |
not only unto thee across the narrow sea
but from the loneliest vale in the last land's heart
the sad-eyed watching mother sees her sons depart | img2poems |
the glass is dim we see not wisely far nor well
but bred of english bone and reared on freedom's wine
all that we have and are we lay on england's shrine | img2poems |
the sentry stands his limbs with cold congealed
his head a-nod with sleep he cannot yield
though sleep and snow in deadly force unite | img2poems |
the soil of france
fat fields and green that bred my
blood and bone | img2poems |
with these we hold in soul and heart
with these we choose our lot and part
till liberty is safe on sea and shore | img2poems |
the fresh cold wind of dawn blows on my face
as in the sun's raw heart i swiftly fly
and watch the seas glide by | img2poems |
oh down by millwall basin as i went the other day
i met a skipper that i knew and to him i did say
now what's the cargo captain that brings you up this way | img2poems |
and if it's sweeping mines
or hanging out with booby-traps for the skulking submarines
i'm here to do my blooming best and give the beggars beans | img2poems |
a rough job and a tough job is the best job for me
and what or where i don't much care i'll take what it may be
for a tight place is the right place when it's foul weather at sea | img2poems |
what matter
on the winning of a goal
you staked your soul | img2poems |
perhaps 't was pluck
that hardened him a man among the men
perhaps | img2poems |
hell
but one was hit
and tumbling like a pigeon plump | img2poems |
as we ebbed with the battle-tide
fingers of red-hot steel
suddenly closed on my side | img2poems |
i crawled on my hands and lay
where a shallow crater yawned wide
then i swooned | img2poems |
his words i already foreknew
these are old wounds said he
but of late they have troubled me | img2poems |
the wounded canadian speaks
my leg
it's off at the knee | img2poems |
i'm gay
you bet i am gay
but i wasn't a while ago | img2poems |
what has happened since then
since i lay with my face to the wall
the most despairing of men | img2poems |
so over the blanket's rim
i raised my terrible face
and i saw how i envied him | img2poems |
then i stopped for lo
she was there
and a great light shone in her eyes | img2poems |
they sent him back to her
the letter came
saying | img2poems |
wasn't she glad now
everything seemed won
and all the rest for them permissible ease | img2poems |
blow bugles blow
they brought us for our dearth
holiness lacked so long and love and pain | img2poems |
the years had given them kindness
dawn was theirs
and sunset and the colours of the earth | img2poems |
and your bright promise withered long and sped
is touched stirs rises opens and grows sweet
and blossoms and is you when you are dead | img2poems |
not one of these poor men who died
but did within his soul believe
that death for thee was glorified | img2poems |
so young they were so strong and well
until the bitter summons fell
too young to die | img2poems |
so beautiful their bodies were
built with so exquisite a care
so young and fit and lithe and fair | img2poems |
yet now so pitiful they lie
where love of country bade them hie
to fight this fierce caprice and die | img2poems |
we can but give our tears
ye dead men who shall bring you
fame in the coming years | img2poems |
back from the trenches more dead than alive
stone-deaf and dazed and with a broken knee
he hobbled slowly muttering vacantly | img2poems |
we fell we lay we slumbered we took rest
with the wild nerves quiet at last and the vexed brain
freed of the heavy dreams of hearts afar | img2poems |
and what do you call it
asked one
i thought i was dead | img2poems |
and over the wide field friend and foe
spoke of small things remembering not old woe
of war and hunger hatred and fierce words | img2poems |
they sat and listened to the brooks and birds
and watched the starlight perish in pale flame
wondering what god would look like when he came | img2poems |
we laughed and paid the forfeit glad to pay
being recompensed beyond our sacrifice
with that nor death nor time can take away | img2poems |
but wherever they lie an english rose
so red and a lily of france so pale
will grow for a love that never and never can fail | img2poems |
yes so we called you then
you far more wise
than to give life to men | img2poems |
look look down
and gather the blinded oceans
moon of compassion | img2poems |
light of light grant them eternal peace
and let light perpetual shine upon them
light everlasting | img2poems |
in flooded trench half numb to cold or pain
or marching through the desert sand
to some dread place that they may never gain | img2poems |
though death may lurk in any tree or hill
his brave young spirit is their stay
trusting in that they'll follow where he will | img2poems |
your son and my son the downy things
sheltered in mother's breast by mother's wings
should they be broken in the lord's wars peace | img2poems |
dead by the russian lance
dead in southern mountains
dead through the farms of france | img2poems |
some heard some fled
it must be
some slept for they never woke | img2poems |
binyon laurence
his war writings include the winnowing fan and the
anvil published in america under the title of the cause | img2poems |
in october he was recalled to england was promoted to the rank
of staff captain in the intelligence corps and was sent to italy to
engage in special duties | img2poems |
hemphrey malcolm
he is a lance-corporal in the army ordnance corps
nairobi british east africa | img2poems |
morgan charles langbridge
he is a sub-lieutenant in the royal naval
division and is a prisoner of war in holland | img2poems |
phillpotts eden
among his war writings are the human boy and the
war and plain song | img2poems |
ross sir ronald
he is the president of the poetry society of great
britain and is a lieutenant-colonel in the royal army medical corps | img2poems |
scollard clinton
his war writings include the vale of shadows and
other verses of the great war and italy in arms and other verses | img2poems |
scott canon frederick george
he is a major in the third brigade of the
first canadian division british expeditionary force | img2poems |
champion of human honour let us lave
come death i'd have a word with thee
courage came to you with your boyhood's grace | img2poems |
under our curtain of fire
under the tow-path past the barges
unflinching hero watchful to foresee | img2poems |
ye sleepers who will sing you
you dare to say with perjured lips
you have become a forge of snow-white fire | img2poems |
yes truly it is a great thing for a nation that it get an articulate
voice that it produce a man who will speak forth melodiously what the
heart of it means | img2poems |
i conned old times
i sat studying at the feet of the great masters
now if eligible o that the great masters might return and study me | img2poems |
the soul
for ever and for ever longer than soil is brown and solid longer than
water ebbs and flows | img2poems |
each is not for its own sake
i say the whole earth and all the stars in the sky are for religion's
sake | img2poems |
for you to share with me two greatnesses and a third one rising
inclusive and more resplendent
the greatness of love and democracy and the greatness of religion | img2poems |
o strain musical flowing through ages now reaching hither
i take to your reckless and composite chords i add to them and cheerfully
pass them forward | img2poems |
i will make the true poem of riches
to earn for the body and the mind whatever adheres and goes forward and
is not dropped by death | img2poems |
land of coal and iron
land of gold
lands of cotton sugar rice | img2poems |
land of the pastoral plains the grass-fields of the world
land of those
sweet-aired interminable plateaus | img2poems |
inextricable lands
the clutched together
the passionate ones | img2poems |
the side by side
the elder and younger brothers
the bony-limbed | img2poems |
the pennsylvanian
the virginian
the double carolinian | img2poems |
on my way a moment i pause
here for you
and here for america | img2poems |
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