Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SOLDIER'S GRAVE, by ADA CAMBRIDGE Poet's Biography First Line: Twas long ago, in the summer time Last Line: To the chair in the old house-place! Alternate Author Name(s): Cross, George, Mrs. Subject(s): Graves; War; Tombs; Tombstones | ||||||||
'TWAS long ago, in the summer-time, On a day as sad as this, That I laid my babe in its father's arms, And he gave it his farewell kiss; When the army sail'd from the English shores In a mist of sun and rain, To the vine-clad hills and citadels And the olive groves of Spain. I set my face to the balmy south, And listen'd, intent and dumb, As though a cry from the battle-grounds On the fragrant wind might come. I yearn'd for a gleam of the red camp fires Which burn'd through the watchful nights, For the shine of the bayonets that clash'd one day On the dread Albuera heights. Ah me! And my face cannot turn away, Though the ashes are on my brow, -- Though the news of the battle came once for all, And there's nothing to watch for now! Though 'tis further away than that far south land I must look for my dear man's face, -- Though I know he will never come home again To the chair in the old house-place! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SURVIVOR AMONG GRAVES by RANDALL JARRELL SUBJECTED EARTH by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE GRAVE OF MRS. HEMANS by CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER THOSE GRAVES IN ROME by LARRY LEVIS NOT TO BE DWELLED ON by HEATHER MCHUGH ONE LAST DRAW OF THE PIPE by PAUL MULDOON ETRUSCAN TOMB by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS ENDING WITH A LINE FROM LEAR by MARVIN BELL |
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