HEAR my voice, Birds of War! I prepare a feast for you to feed on; I see you cross the enemy's lines; Like you I shall go. I wish the swiftness of your wings; I wish the vengeance of your claws; I muster my friends; I follow your flight. Ho, you young men warrior. Bear your angers to the place of fighting! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN ODE ON THE UNVEILING OF THE SHAW MEMORIA BOSTON COMMON, MAY 31, 1897 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH REVELRY OF THE DYING by BARTHOLOMEW DOWLING ALL THIS by REBA MAXWELL AVERY THE FIRST SNOW by J. B. BENTON A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 5 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE DESCENDANT AND THE ID (MONOLOGUE IN REGARD TO HEREDITY) by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH AN EPITAPH (AFTER THE GREEK EPIGRAMS) by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB |