Though I should weep until the judgment, How would it serve— Brave men are fighting, women speed them, 'Tis a day Of crucial conflict! My son, sometimes it seems I'd rather hold You safe beneath my heart Than send you forth! But lo! The sun is red and weaker children go! Though I should weep until the judgment, How would it serve! I'll close my eyes and smile, O Son of Mine, Your cause is kingly! Step proud and confident, worthy your mother; Be firm and brave, O Son of Mine, be strong, For terror waxeth, Speed swift away, Though I should weep until the judgment ... | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FRAGMENT, ON THE BACK OF THE POET'S MS. OF CANTO I OF 'DON JUAN' by GEORGE GORDON BYRON ON GROWING OLD by JOHN MASEFIELD GOOD FRIDAY (1) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI BEAUTY by KENNETH SLADE ALLING EIGHTEEN HUNDRED AND ELEVEN by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |