Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BOIS-ETOILE, by ETHEL M. HEWITT First Line: What legend of a star that fell Last Line: To keep dead springtides' trysts with her!) Subject(s): World War I; First World War | ||||||||
WHAT legend of a star that fell In falchion flight from heavenly flame Brought to some poet-peasant's mind The haunting sweetness of thy name? War marked thee in thy sylvan sleep A spoil too pure for Hell to spare Seamed earth, stark, splintered trunks, proclaim That Bois-Étoilé once was fair. O wrecked and ravaged Wood of Stars! The lights that named thee have not set! In lovelier groves than even thine France forges victory from them yet! O green place on a glorious earth, Thine, too, the martyr's meed shall be; With Rheims and Ypres, there shall be found A space on History's page for thee. Nor shalt thou lose thine olden trick The winds of Peace thy leaves shall stir; (Unbudded Aprils yearn, adream, To keep dead springtides' trysts with her!) | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...D'ANNUNZIO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY 1915: THE TRENCHES by CONRAD AIKEN TO OUR PRESIDENT by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE HORSES by KATHARINE LEE BATES CHILDREN OF THE WAR by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE U-BOAT CREWS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE RED CROSS NURSE by KATHARINE LEE BATES WAR PROFITS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE UNCHANGEABLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN HEART'S TIDE by ETHEL M. HEWITT |
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