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.
The babe is at peace within the womb,
The corpse is at rest within the tomb.
We begin in what we end.
Death is swallowed up in victory. O Death where is thy sting, O Grave where is thy victory?
I seriously doubt if we will ever have another war. This is probably the very last one.