Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG TO THE SULIOTES, by GEORGE GORDON BYRON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Up to battle! Sons of suli Last Line: Then away despite of thunder! Alternate Author Name(s): Byron, Lord; Byron, 6th Baron Subject(s): Greece; War | ||||||||
Up to battle! Sons of Suli Up, and do your duty duly! There the wall -- and there the Moat is: Bouwah! Bouwah! Suliotes! There is booty -- there is Beauty, Up my boys and do your duty. By the sally and the rally Which defied the arms of Ali; By your own dear native Highlands, By your children in the islands, Up and charge, my Stratiotes, Bouwah! -- Bouwah! -- Suliotes! As our ploughshare is the Sabre: Here's the harvest of our labour; For behind those batter'd breaches Are our foes with all their riches: There is Glory -- there is plunder -- Then away despite of thunder! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I AM YOUR WAITER TONIGHT AND MY NAME IS DIMITRI by ROBERT HASS MITRAILLIATRICE by ERNEST HEMINGWAY RIPARTO D'ASSALTO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY WAR VOYEURS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA THE DREAM OF WAKING by RANDALL JARRELL THE SURVIVOR AMONG GRAVES by RANDALL JARRELL SO MANY BLOOD-LAKES by ROBINSON JEFFERS ALL IS VANITY, SAITH THE PREACHER' by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |
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