Mothers And Men a book of Poems
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Rank on rank we rose and perished, Host on host we hoped and died.
Yours the voice that called to battle, Ours the hearts you crucified.
Poet Low and grass-grown were the windrows Where your sleeping legions lay. Sunken in a sea of clover, There I lingered out the day, [ 5 ] MOTHERS AND MEN Till a spray of blossoms tossing Beckoned me to point the v/ay. Once, I cried, I sang of battle, Joy in death and clashing arms, And this rolling sward is answer To the sound of my alarms. Life is only youth... and roses Seek and find them where you may ! Mark this field of fairy beauty Sprung from your forgotten clay !
?be Folk Halting and weary we stumbled on, stumbled on, Led by your luring through thicket and thorn. Faded, the rose petals fell from our fingers, Hope in our hearts was a vision still-born !
The Poet Up from your valleys I fled to the mountains, Fashioned an altar of ice and of snow, Worshipped a God as cold as my temple, Scorning the battle and beauty below. Ever the sunshine that walled me in crystal, Ever the star beams that stabbed through the dark, Found me a figure of motionless marble Carved at devotions, all pallid and stark.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Rank on rank we rose and perished, Host on host we hoped and died.
Yours the voice that called to battle, Ours the hearts you crucified.
Poet Low and grass-grown were the windrows Where your sleeping legions lay. Sunken in a sea of clover, There I lingered out the day, [ 5 ] MOTHERS AND MEN Till a spray of blossoms tossing Beckoned me to point the v/ay. Once, I cried, I sang of battle, Joy in death and clashing arms, And this rolling sward is answer To the sound of my alarms. Life is only youth... and roses Seek and find them where you may ! Mark this field of fairy beauty Sprung from your forgotten clay !
?be Folk Halting and weary we stumbled on, stumbled on, Led by your luring through thicket and thorn. Faded, the rose petals fell from our fingers, Hope in our hearts was a vision still-born !
The Poet Up from your valleys I fled to the mountains, Fashioned an altar of ice and of snow, Worshipped a God as cold as my temple, Scorning the battle and beauty below. Ever the sunshine that walled me in crystal, Ever the star beams that stabbed through the dark, Found me a figure of motionless marble Carved at devotions, all pallid and stark.
What to read after Mothers And Men a book of Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Harold Trowbridge Pulsifer to read onlineMoreLess
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