We fought and saw the stars and fell. To fight and win were better; To fight and fall is well. Perhaps a god directed so We should be overcome; Perhaps; we may not know. We knew the trumpet call of life; We knew the call was not To victory, but strife. And if, indeed, no god there be That hung the stars we saw, Yet we who fought, yea, we Who died, out on the bloody sod, We know beyond all doubt In us there was a god. Strong Spirit, who hast wrought A fighting world for men, Take us; like men we fought. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WEDDING BED IN MANGKUTANA by KAREN SWENSON THE RAINY DAY by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE WET WASH by MARIANA BACHMAN A DAISY FROM THE PARTHENON by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES EPOGRAM; LINES WRITTEN ON A WINDOW AT THE KING'S ARMS, DUMFRIES by ROBERT BURNS OCTOBER by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON THE LORDS' MASQUE: THE MASQUERS SECOND DANCE by THOMAS CAMPION |