Here, under sacred ground, The Unknown lies: Dumb be the earth around And dumb the skies Before His laureled Fame— Yea, let sublime Silence conduct His Name Unspelled, till Time, Bowed with eternity, Goes back to God, Abandoning earth to be At life's last exequy Man's final clod ... Here, under sacred ground, The Unknown lies: Dim armies gather 'round His sacrifice; Kings, Princes, Presidents Attest His worth: The Generals bow before His starry earth; In the World's heart inscribed His love, his fame— He leads the Captains with His Unknown Name! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OUR LORD AND OUR LADY by HILAIRE BELLOC CONTRA MORTEM: THE WOMAN'S GENITALS by HAYDEN CARRUTH NOT OUR GOOD LUCK by ROBINSON JEFFERS LIVE AND HELP LIVE by EDWIN MARKHAM THE MILLER'S DAUGHTER by JOHN CROWE RANSOM THE CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |