Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AN ARCTIC EPITAPH, by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: No grave more nobly graced Last Line: And striving -- died. Alternate Author Name(s): Dobson, Austin Subject(s): World War I; First World War | ||||||||
NO grave more nobly graced, No whiter pall than that which wraps the heads Of those who sleep where the lone land outspreads Its ice-bound waste. These, Mother, were thy sons, Brood of thy brood, whose seed by sea and land Still man to-day, and in days gone have manned Our English guns. No mortal foe defied. What Nature in her silent holds of snow Hides from all outer ken, they strove to know, And striving -- died. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...D'ANNUNZIO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY 1915: THE TRENCHES by CONRAD AIKEN TO OUR PRESIDENT by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE HORSES by KATHARINE LEE BATES CHILDREN OF THE WAR by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE U-BOAT CREWS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE RED CROSS NURSE by KATHARINE LEE BATES WAR PROFITS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE UNCHANGEABLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A FANCY FROM FONTENELLE by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON |
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