Adieu O soldier, You of the rude campaigning, (which we shared,) The rapid march, the life of the camp, The hot contention of opposing fronts, the long manoeuvre, Red battles with their slaughter, the stimulus, the strong terrific game, Spell of all brave and manly hearts, the trains of time through you and like of you all fill'd, With war and war's expression. Adieu dear comrade, Your mission is fulfill'd -- but I, more warlike, Myself and this contentious soul of mine, Still on our own campaigning bound, Through untried roads with ambushes opponents lined, Through many a sharp defeat and many a crisis, often baffled, Here marching, ever marching on, a war fight out -- aye here, To fiercer, weightier battles give expression. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HABEAS CORPUS by HELEN MARIA HUNT FISKE JACKSON LAST SONNET (REVISED VERSION) by JOHN KEATS SONNET: 19. ON HIS BLINDNESS by JOHN MILTON MURMURINGS IN A FIELD HOSPITAL by CARL SANDBURG THE RIVER IN THE MEADOWS by LEONIE ADAMS MY FORE-ELDERS by WILLIAM BARNES SPRING FANTASIES: 4. HORN AND VIOLIN by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |