Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON A SOLDIER'S FUNERAL, by JOHN GALSWORTHY Poet's Biography First Line: No pipes have skirled Last Line: The footfalls die. Alternate Author Name(s): Sinjohn, John Subject(s): Funerals; Soldiers; Burials | ||||||||
NO pipes have skirled; But heaven's wildest music blares; Above the compound lightning flares, The rain is whirled. No drums shall roll -- Only a private soldier gone! The cold light paints no funeral stone -- No bell need toll! He lived his tame And little day of silent tasks And silent duty -- no one asks To know his name. The milestones fade Along the road that he has come. No cheer of music takes him home -- His wage is paid. The wind shrills high; The darkened day is chasing grief With lash of blinding rain -- and brief The footfalls die. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FUNERAL SERMON by ANDREW HUDGINS RETURN FROM DELHI by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE SCATTERING OF EVAN JONES'S ASHES by GALWAY KINNELL BROWNING'S FUNERAL by H. T. MACKENZIE BELL FALLING ASLEEP OVER THE AENEID by ROBERT LOWELL MY FATHER'S BODY by WILLIAM MATTHEWS |
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