They marched away, those boys in brown, Long years ago when life was new; Gay cherry blossoms decked the town, And deep drums beat, and bugles blew. Their loved ones watched them march away, Nor dared to think of days to come: Who should return or who should stay When faces turned once more to home? They marched away and bravely fought, That tyranny and wars should cease; With myriad lives they dearly bought What then was deemed a lasting peace. Shall they have given all in vain? Shall other mothers, sisters, wives, Be doomed through years to hear again The sound of taps for broken lives? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN AUTUMN NIGHT by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS A CHARACTER OF JOHN MORT by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD PURIFICATION OF YE B. VIRGIN by JOSEPH BEAUMONT PSALM 39, VERSE 5 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE ONLY ONE LIFE by HORATIO (HORATIUS) BONAR THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: MYSTERY by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |