Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CANADA'S THERMOPYLAE, by ANNIE BETHUNE MACDOUGALD First Line: Though his head was bowed to the caesar'a toll Last Line: Canada's thermopylae. Subject(s): Death; Monuments; War; Dead, The | ||||||||
Though his head was bowed to the Caesar's toll, Those graves like the rolling sea Stirred a sorrow deep in his soul -- And the Man from the King stood free; And from uncounted thousands this prayer uprose to Thee: "God grant that we give them memory That never they shall grieve": Dust unto dust, for die man must, But years cannot dim, nor Time their glory thieve, For here is unfurled To a listening world Canada's Thermopylae. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND |
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