Whatever crazy sorrow saith,
No life that breathes with human breath
Has ever truly long'd for death.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson on Memorial Day
1809–1892 England
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The children born of thee are sword and fire,
Red ruin, and the breaking up of law.
Home they brought him slain with spears,
They brought him home at even-fall.
Our father's dust is left alone
And silent under other snows.
In Memoriam A.H.H (1849)
The great world's altar-stairs
That slope thro' darkness up to God.
In Memoriam A.H.H (1849)
Crossing the Bar (1889)
Foremost captain of his time,
Rich in saving common sense.
Death has made
His darkness beautiful with thee.
In Memoriam A.H.H (1849)
Kings have no such couch as thine,
As the green that folds thy grave.
Crossing the Bar (1889)
Ill doom is mine
To war against my people and my knights.
God's finger touched him, and he slept.
In Memoriam A.H.H (1849)
But O! for the touch of a vanish'd hand,
And the sound of a voice that is still!
The Charge of the Light Brigade (1854)
The Charge of the Light Brigade (1854)
Attribution
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