War will not always be. A time will surely come When men will pause and say; "In this, the fair today Our minds can scarce believe That our forefathers strove As very beasts, in blood— Contemned the way of love! The world took up the sword And bathed the land in gore; At one fell, fateful word Our nation grimly swore To give its gold, its life, In never ceasing strife To slay its haughty foe!— But that was long ago." And other men will say: "Yes, 'twas a bloody tale— More ghasty none can know— But that was long ago." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: 19. ON HIS BLINDNESS by JOHN MILTON AVE ATQUE VALE; IN MEMORY OF CHARLES BAUDELAIRE by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE THE DAY-DREAM: THE SLEEPING PALACE by ALFRED TENNYSON A PETITION by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE ART OF PRESERVING HEALTH: BOOK 2. THE GASTRIC MUSE by JOHN ARMSTRONG |