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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OLD BATTLE-FIELD, by JOSEPH TWADELL SHIPLEY
First Line: The way was footless up the steep
Last Line: Our lady of tours.
Subject(s): Fields; Soldiers; War; World War I; Pastures; Meadows; Leas; First World War
First Line: The way was footless up the steep
Last Line: Our lady of tours.
Subject(s): Fields; Soldiers; War; World War I; Pastures; Meadows; Leas; First World War
The way was footless up the steep
Where thousands once had bled,
Nor was there now halt age to weep
Youth long since dead,
But silence, with the clouds for bed,
Our Lady of Tours.
The trees fall gold, and stretch gaunt limbs,
And grow again in green;
All seasons hearken to the hymns
By mankind seen
In harvests none shall ever glean,
Our Lady of Tours.
Over the trees the clouds are high,
Over the clouds the sun.
The dreams of youth have drifted by,
One after one,
And the days of dreaming are done,
Our Lady of Tours.
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