I’ll make thee eat iron like an ostrich, and swallow my sword like a great pin.
Memorial Day Quotes
This page is assembled from three others: War, Death and Gratitude. There is no memorial collection underneath it. One poem is filed against the day itself, Joyce Kilmer’s, in Trees and Other Poems (1914), and it opens with a bugle that, he says, is not singing of war today.
The rest is whatever the three source pages rate highest, so it leans toward poetry and toward writers who saw war up close. Several famous lines about death and sacrifice carry flags here, so read the note on a quote’s own page before you attach a name to it.
What mean these masterless and gory swords
To lie discolour'd by this place of peace?
For to me every sort of peace with the citizens seemed to be of more service than civil war.
To reap the harvest of perpetual peace,
By this one bloody trial of sharp war.