Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO BELGIUM IN EXILE, by OWEN SEAMAN Poet's Biography First Line: Land of the desolate, mother of tears Last Line: And come with honour to your own again. Subject(s): World War I - Belgium | ||||||||
LAND of the desolate, Mother of tears, Weeping your beauty marred and torn, Your children tossed upon the spears, Your altars rent, your hearths forlorn, Where Spring has no renewing spell, And Love no language save a long Farewell! Ah, precious tears, and each a pearl, Whose pricefor so in God we trust Who saw them fall in that blind swirl Of ravening flame and reeking dust The spoiler with his life shall pay, When Justice at the last demands her Day. O tried and proved, whose record stands Lettered in blood too deep to fade, Take courage! Never in our hands Shall the avenging sword be stayed Till you are healed of all your pain, And come with Honour to your own again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WIFE OF FLANDERS by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON TO BELGIUM; CROWNED WITH THORNS by HELEN GRAY CONE WAR (ON THE GERMAN INVASION OF BELGIUM) by EDWARD BLISS REED A BALLADE OF BROKEN THINGS by BLANCHE WEITBREC A BALLAD OF A BUN by OWEN SEAMAN A NOCTURNE AT DANIELI'S by OWEN SEAMAN A PLEA FOR TRIGAMY by OWEN SEAMAN AT THE SIGN OF THE COCK; FRENCH STYLE, 1898 by OWEN SEAMAN |
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