Here or There in highest heaven, Dead or living, Here or There, Evermore shall praise be given To our Heroes of the Air. Through the clouds' portentous portal They have turned their daring helms; They are pioneers immortal Of the ether's golden realms. They are masterful explorers Of the regions fine and far; They are undismayed adorers Of the future's gleaming star. Dead, they lead the nation onward; Still in chariots of fire Upward, cloudward, ever sunward Those heroic hearts aspire. As we heed them, as we follow Through the new and shining deep, With the wheelings of the swallow, With the eagle's climbing sweep, Still we hear their voices call us, In their spirit still we dare, Heedless if their death befall us, -- Noble Heroes of the Air! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DROUTH WILL BE ENDED by GLADYS NAOMI ARNOLD TWELVE SONNETS: 8 by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) ZERO by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN SO I MAY FEEL THE HANDS OF GOD by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH A SERENADE AT THE VILLA by ROBERT BROWNING LINES WRITTEN ON WINDOWS OF THE GLOBE INN, DUMFRIES by ROBERT BURNS |