War Is Kind
Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind.Because your lover threw wild hands toward the skyAnd the affrighted steed ran on alone,Do not weep.War is kind.Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment, Little souls who thirst for fight, These men wereborn to drill and die. The unexplained glory files above them, Great is the battle-god, great,and his kingdom- A field where a thousand corpses lie.Do not weep, babe, for war is kind. Because your father tumbled in the yellow trenches,Raged at his breast, gulped and died, Do not weep. War is kind.Swift blazing flag of the regiment, Eagle with crest of red and gold, These men were born todrill and die. Point for them the virtue of the slaughter, Make plain to them the excellence ofkilling And a field where a thousand corpses lie.Mother whose heart hung humble as a buttonOn the bright splendid shroud of your son,Do not weep.War is kind.What says the sea, little shell?"What says the sea?"Long has our brother been silent to us,"Kept his message for the ships,"Awkward ships, stupid ships.""The sea bids you mourn, O Pines,"Sing low in the moonlight."He sends tale of the land of doom,"Of place where endless falls"A rain of women's tears,"And men in grey robes-"Men in grey robes-"Chant the unknown pain."
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War Is Kind
Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind.Because your lover threw wild hands toward the skyAnd the affrighted steed ran on alone,Do not weep.War is kind.Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment, Little souls who thirst for fight, These men wereborn to drill and die. The unexplained glory files above them, Great is the battle-god, great,and his kingdom- A field where a thousand corpses lie.Do not weep, babe, for war is kind. Because your father tumbled in the yellow trenches,Raged at his breast, gulped and died, Do not weep. War is kind.Swift blazing flag of the regiment, Eagle with crest of red and gold, These men were born todrill and die. Point for them the virtue of the slaughter, Make plain to them the excellence ofkilling And a field where a thousand corpses lie.Mother whose heart hung humble as a buttonOn the bright splendid shroud of your son,Do not weep.War is kind.What says the sea, little shell?"What says the sea?"Long has our brother been silent to us,"Kept his message for the ships,"Awkward ships, stupid ships.""The sea bids you mourn, O Pines,"Sing low in the moonlight."He sends tale of the land of doom,"Of place where endless falls"A rain of women's tears,"And men in grey robes-"Men in grey robes-"Chant the unknown pain."
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Product Details
| ISBN-13: | 9781604241709 |
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| Publisher: | Book Jungle |
| Publication date: | 09/06/2007 |
| Pages: | 48 |
| Product dimensions: | 7.50(w) x 9.25(h) x 0.10(d) |
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