Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OUR FALLEN HEROES, by GEORGE BANCROFT GRIFFITH Poet's Biography First Line: The angel of the nation's peace Last Line: O memory of heroic souls! Subject(s): Peace | ||||||||
THE angel of the nation's peace Has wreathed with flowers the battle-drum; We see the fruiting fields increase Where sound of war no more shall come. The swallow skims the Tennessee, Soft winds play o'er the Rapidan; There only echo notes of glee, Where gleamed a mighty army's van! Fair Chattanooga's wooded slope With summer airs is lightly stirred, And many a heart is warm with hope Where once the deep-mouthed gun was heard. The blue Potomac stainless rolls, And Mission Ridge is gemmed with fern; On may a height sleep gallant souls, And still the blooming years return. Thank God! unseen to outward eye, But felt in every freeman's breast, From graves where fallen comrades lie Ascends at Nature's wise behest, With springing grass and blossoms new, A prayer to bless the nation's life, To freedom's flower give brighter hue, And hide the awful stains of strife. O, Boys in Blue, we turn to you, The scarred and mangled who survive; No more we meet in grand review, But all the arts of freedom thrive. Still glows the jewel in its shrine, Won where the James now tranquil rolls; Its wealth for all, the glory thine, O memory of heroic souls! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOW MANY NIGHTS by GALWAY KINNELL THE MOTTO by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON THE TRUE BEATITUDE by RUPERT BROOKE MAKING PEACE by DENISE LEVERTOV TWO SONGS OF PEACE: 1 by YEHUDA AMICHAI TWO SONGS OF PEACE: 2 by YEHUDA AMICHAI BEFORE IT IS TOO LATE by GEORGE BANCROFT GRIFFITH |
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