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Under the little crosses where they rise
The soldier rests. Now round him undismayed
The cannon thunders, and at night he lies
At peace beneath the eternal fusillade.

— Alan Seeger

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Be mindful of the men they were, and raise
Your glasses to them in one silent toast.

So die as though your funeral
Ushered you through the doors that led
Into a stately banquet hall
Where heroes banqueted.

From a boy
I gloated on existence. Earth to me
Seemed all-sufficient and my sojourn there
One trembling opportunity for joy.

At Earth's great market where Joy is trafficked in,
Buy while thy purse yet swells with golden Youth.

I have a rendezvous with Death
At some disputed barricade,
When Spring comes round with rustling shade
And apple blossoms fill the air—
I have a rendezvous with Death
When Spring brings back blue days and fair.

I Have a Rendezvous with Death (1917)

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