SOLDIER POEMS

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Girlfriend

Bitch!
No, she ain't a ditch,
Got right mind,
And flexible smile, bind,
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Brian Dredan
Prayer Of A Soldier In France

My shoulders ache beneath my pack
(Lie easier, Cross, upon His back).

I march with feet that burn and smart
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Joyce Kilmer
For To Admire

The Injian Ocean sets an' smiles
So sof', so bright, so bloomin' blue;
There aren't a wave for miles an' miles
Excep' the jiggle from the screw.
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Rudyard Kipling
The Black Tower

Say that the men of the old black tower,
Though they but feed as the goatherd feeds,
Their money spent, their wine gone sour,
Lack nothing that a soldier needs,
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William Butler Yeats
Little Boy Blue

The little toy dog is covered with dust,
But sturdy and stanch he stands;
And the little toy soldier is red with rust,
And his musket molds in his hands.
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Eugene Field
Sonnet 16 - And Yet, Because Thou Overcomest So

XVI

And yet, because thou overcomest so,
Because thou art more noble and like a king,
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
A Soldier

He is that fallen lance that lies as hurled,
That lies unlifted now, come dew, come rust,
But still lies pointed as it plowed the dust.
If we who sight along it round the world,
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Robert Frost
The Soldier

He is that fallen lance that lies as hurled,
That lies unlifted now, come dew, come rust,
But still lies pointed as it ploughed the dust.
If we who sight along it round the world,
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Robert Frost
Endymion: Book Iii

There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men
With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen
Their baaing vanities, to browse away
The comfortable green and juicy hay
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John Keats
The Deserted Village

Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain,
Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain,
Where smiling spring its earliest visits paid,
And parting summer's lingering blooms delayed:
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Oliver Goldsmith
Europe, The 72d And 73d Years Of These States

1

Suddenly, out of its stale and drowsy lair, the lair of slaves,
Like lightning it le'pt forth, half startled at itself,
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Walt Whitman
Fears In Solitude

Written in April 1798, during the alarm of an invasion

A green and silent spot, amid the hills,
A small and silent dell! O'er stiller place
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge
The Soldier

Yes. Why do we áll, seeing of a soldier, bless him? bless
Our redcoats, our tars? Both these being, the greater part,
But frail clay, nay but foul clay. Here it is: the heart,
Since, proud, it calls the calling manly, gives a guess
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Gerard Manley Hopkins
The Dance At The Phoenix

To Jenny came a gentle youth
From inland leazes lone;
His love was fresh as apple-blooth
By Parrett, Yeo, or Tone.
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Thomas Hardy
Insensibility

I

Happy are men who yet before they are killed
Can let their veins run cold.
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Wilfred Owen
The Young Soldier

It is not death
Without hereafter
To one in dearth
Of life and its laughter,
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Wilfred Owen
Auguries Of Innocence

To see a world in a grain of sand
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity in an hour.
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William Blake
The Hyaenas

After the burial-parties leave
And the baffled kites have fled;
The wise hyaenas come out at eve
To take account of our dead.
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Rudyard Kipling
Boes

I waited today for a freight train to pass.
Cattle cars with steers butting their horns against the
bars, went by.
And a half a dozen hoboes stood on bumpers between
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Carl Sandburg
To A Contemporary Bunkshooter

You come along… tearing your shirt… yelling about Jesus.
Where do you get that stuff?
What do you know about Jesus?
Jesus had a way of talking soft and outside of a few
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Carl Sandburg
A Dialogue Of Self And Soul

My Soul. I summon to the winding ancient stair;
Set all your mind upon the steep ascent,
Upon the broken, crumbling battlement,
Upon the breathless starlit air,
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William Butler Yeats
Blood And The Moon

I

Blessed be this place,
More blessed still this tower;
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William Butler Yeats
In Memory Of Major Robert Gregory

I

Now that we're almost settled in our house
I'll name the friends that cannot sup with us
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William Butler Yeats
Meditations In Time Of Civil War

I. Ancestral Houses

Surely among a rich man's flowering lawns,
Amid the rustle of his planted hills,
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William Butler Yeats
The Municipal Gallery Revisited

I

Around me the images of thirty years:
An ambush; pilgrims at the water-side;
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William Butler Yeats
Three Marching Songs

I

Remember all those renowned generations,
They left their bodies to fatten the wolves,
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William Butler Yeats
Two Songs From A Play

I

I saw a staring virgin stand
Where holy Dionysus died,
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William Butler Yeats
Alexander’s Feast; Or, The Power Of Musique

'Twas at the royal feast for Persia won
By Philip's warlike son-
Aloft in awful state
The godlike hero sate
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John Dryden
A Little Bread—a Crust—a Crumb

159

A little bread-a crust-a crumb-
A little trust-a demijohn-
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Emily Dickinson
My Friend Attacks My Friend!

118

My friend attacks my friend!
Oh Battle picturesque!
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Emily Dickinson
Who Never Lost, Are Unprepared

73

Who never lost, are unprepared
A Coronet to find!
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Emily Dickinson
Afternoon Tea

As I was saying . . . (No, thank you; I never take cream with my tea;
Cows weren't allowed in the trenches-got out of the habit, y'see.)
As I was saying, our Colonel leaped up like a youngster of ten:
“Come on, lads!” he shouts, “and we'll show 'em,” and he sprang to the head of the men.
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Robert Service
Carry On

It's easy to fight when everything's right,
And you're mad with the thrill and the glory;
It's easy to cheer when victory's near,
And wallow in fields that are gory.
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Robert Service
Ernie Pyle

I wish I had a simple style
In writing verse,
As in his prose had Ernie Pyle,
So true and terse;
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Robert Service
Florrie

Because I was a wonton wild
And welcomed many a lover,
Who is the father of my child
I wish I could discover.
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Robert Service
Funk

When your marrer bone seems ‘oller,
And you're glad you ain't no taller,
And you're all a-shakin' like you ‘ad the chills;
When your skin creeps like a pullet's,
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Robert Service
His Boys

“I'm going, Billy, old fellow. Hist, lad! Don't make any noise.
There's Boches to beat all creation, the pitch of a bomb away.
I've fixed the note to your collar, you've got to get back to my Boys,
You've got to get back to warn 'em before it's the break of day.”
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Robert Service
Moon Song

A child saw in the morning skies
The dissipated-looking moon,
And opened wide her big blue eyes,
And cried: “Look, look, my lost balloon!”
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Robert Service
My Foe

A Belgian Priest-Soldier Speaks;

GURR! You cochon! Stand and fight!
Show your mettle! Snarl and bite!
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Robert Service
My Future

“Let's make him a sailor,” said Father,
“And he will adventure the sea.”
“A soldier,” said Mother, “is rather
What I would prefer him to be.”
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Robert Service
My Job

I've got a little job on ‘and, the time is drawin' nigh;
At seven by the Captain's watch I'm due to go and do it;
I wants to ‘ave it nice and neat, and pleasin' to the eye,
And I ‘opes the God of soldier men will see me safely through it.
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Robert Service
Orphan School

Full fifty merry maids I heard
One summer morn a-singing;
And each was like a joyous bird
With spring-clear not a-ringing.
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Robert Service
Shakespeare And Cervantes

Obit 23rd April 1616

Is it not strange that on this common date,
Two titans of their age, aye of all Time,
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Robert Service
Soldier Boy

My soldier boy has crossed the sea
To fight the foeman;
But he'll come back to make of me
And honest woman.
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Robert Service
The Ballad Of Lenin’s Tomb

This is the yarn he told me
As we sat in Casey's Bar,
That Rooshun mug who scammed from the jug
In the Land of the Crimson Star;
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Robert Service
The Man From Athabaska

Oh the wife she tried to tell me that 'twas nothing but the thrumming
Of a wood-pecker a-rapping on the hollow of a tree;
And she thought that I was fooling when I said it was the drumming
Of the mustering of legions, and 'twas calling unto me;
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Robert Service
The Man From Cook’s

“You're bloody right-I was a Red,”
The Man from Cook's morosely said.
And if our chaps had won the War
Today I'd be the Governor
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Robert Service
The Soldier Of Fortune

“Deny your God!” they ringed me with their spears;
Blood-crazed were they, and reeking from the strife;
Hell-hot their hate, and venom-fanged their sneers,
And one man spat on me and nursed a knife.
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Robert Service
The Song Of The Soldier-born

Give me the scorn of the stars and a peak defiant;
Wail of the pines and a wind with the shout of a giant;
Night and a trail unknown and a heart reliant.

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Robert Service
The Wanderlust

The Wanderlust has lured me to the seven lonely seas,
Has dumped me on the tailing-piles of dearth;
The Wanderlust has haled me from the morris chairs of ease,
Has hurled me to the ends of all the earth.
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Robert Service
Warsaw

I was in Warsaw when the first bomb fell;
I was in Warsaw when the Terror came-
Havoc and horror, famine, fear and flame,
Blasting from loveliness a living hell.
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Robert Service
It Was A’ For Our Rightful King

It was a' for our rightful king
That we left fair Scotland's strand;
It was a' for our rightful king
We e'er saw Irish land,
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Robert Burns
Fate

That you are fair or wise is vain,
Or strong, or rich, or generous;
You must have also the untaught strain
That sheds beauty on the rose.
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
The Iliad: Book 12

So the son of Menoetius was attending to the hurt of Eurypylus
within the tent, but the Argives and Trojans still fought desperately,
nor were the trench and the high wall above it, to keep the Trojans in
check longer. They had built it to protect their ships, and had dug
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Homer
The Iliad: Book 13

Now when Jove had thus brought Hector and the Trojans to the
ships, he left them to their never-ending toil, and turned his keen
eyes away, looking elsewhither towards the horse-breeders of Thrace,
the Mysians, fighters at close quarters, the noble Hippemolgi, who
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Homer
The Iliad: Book 14

Nestor was sitting over his wine, but the cry of battle did not
escape him, and he said to the son of Aesculapius, “What, noble
Machaon, is the meaning of all this? The shouts of men fighting by our
ships grow stronger and stronger; stay here, therefore, and sit over
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Homer
The Iliad: Book 15

But when their flight had taken them past the trench and the set
stakes, and many had fallen by the hands of the Danaans, the Trojans
made a halt on reaching their chariots, routed and pale with fear.
Jove now woke on the crests of Ida, where he was lying with
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Homer
The Iliad: Book 16

Thus did they fight about the ship of Protesilaus. Then Patroclus
drew near to Achilles with tears welling from his eyes, as from some
spring whose crystal stream falls over the ledges of a high precipice.
When Achilles saw him thus weeping he was sorry for him and said,
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Homer
The Iliad: Book 17

Brave Menelaus son of Atreus now came to know that Patroclus had
fallen, and made his way through the front ranks clad in full armour
to bestride him. As a cow stands lowing over her first calf, even so
did yellow-haired Menelaus bestride Patroclus. He held his round
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Homer
The Iliad: Book 02

Now the other gods and the armed warriors on the plain slept
soundly, but Jove was wakeful, for he was thinking how to do honour to
Achilles, and destroyed much people at the ships of the Achaeans. In
the end he deemed it would be best to send a lying dream to King
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Homer