Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ODE ON THE DEATH OF HAIG'S HORSE: 7, by DOUGLAS GARMAN First Line: An army's voice! We have an army yet Last Line: Our loyal passion for our tasteless kings. Subject(s): Haig, Douglas. 1st Earl Haig (1861-1928); Military Service, Compulsory; Conscription; Military Draft; Selective Service | ||||||||
An army's voice! We have an army yet, Tho' all men else their warlike dreams forget, Confused by arty snobs and high-brow Powers; Thank Him who isled us here, and roughly set His Briton in blown froth and storming showers. They've got a voice, with which to pay the debt Of boundless hate and ignorance and regret To those great nags they have preferred to ours Preferred to ours, O God, by brute control! O soldiers, guard us, guard the pride, the soul Of England, keep our equine honour whole By saving one true steed of freedom, known To cheer the people and our aged throne This gallant horseflesh out of which there springs Our loyal passion for our tasteless kings. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RECRUITING DRIVE by CHARLES STANLEY CAUSLEY EPITAPHS OF THE WAR, 1914-18: BOMBER IN LONDON by RUDYARD KIPLING WAR DISPLAY by EDMUND VANCE COOKE THE LAST RALLY by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER SONG FOR THE NINETEENTH by THOMAS HOOD BY THE LITTLE BIG-HORN by JOHN TROTWOOD MOORE THE PASSING OF THE UNKNOWN SOLDIER by VILDA SAUVAGE OWENS THE WAR AT HOME by WILLARD WATTLES ODE ON THE DEATH OF HAIG'S HORSE: 1 by DOUGLAS GARMAN |
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