Flame out, you glorious skies, Welcome our brave; Kiss their exultant eyes; Give what they gave. Flash, mailed seraphim, Your burning spears; New days to outflame their dim Heroic years. Thrills their baptismal tread The bright proud air; The embattled plumes outspread Burn upwards there. Flame out? flame out, O Song! Star ring to star; Strong as our hurt is strong Our children are. Their blood is England's heart; By their dead hands It is their noble part That England stands. England -- Time gave them thee; They gave back this To win Eternity And claim God's kiss. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SANTORIN (A LEGEND OF THE AEGEAN) by JAMES ELROY FLECKER CHRISTMAS TREES; A CHRISTMAS CIRCULAR LETTER by ROBERT FROST THE CUMBERLAND [MARCH 8, 1862] by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW A DIALOGUE BETWEEN THE SOUL AND BODY by ANDREW MARVELL THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 18 by OMAR KHAYYAM AUREOLA by NELLIE COOLEY ALDER HERACLES AND MELEAGER by BACCHYLIDES |