Isabella Banks: “Glory, glory, glory!” As if murder were not sin!

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Anti-war essays, poems, short stories and literary excerpts

British writers on peace and war

Women writers on peace and war

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Isabella Banks (Mrs. G. Linnaeus Banks)
From The Mystery of Life’s Battle

I hear neighing, I hear braying from the trumpet’s clamorous throat;
See the warriors’ dread arraying, hear the cannon’s thund’rous note;
See the flashing, hear the clashing of the swords that meet and smite;
Hear the crimson torrent splashing through the darkness and the light.

I hear moaning, I hear groaning, I hear hoof-beats on the plain
Chargers trampling (no one owning) on the living and the slain.
I hear wailing unavailing o’er the dying and the dead,
See the widow’s cold lips paling as she lifts a gory head.

I see traces on all faces of a battle lost and won;
Ask, “Whom victory disgraces? What the gain when all is done?”
I hear “Glory, glory, glory!” for an answer ‘mid the din,
That old and worn-out story as if murder were not sin!

And I ponder, as I wander o’er the battle-field of Life,
On all the good we squander in its everlasting strife;
All the sadness and the madness of the universal creed,
That, for one man’s gain or gladness, it is needful many bleed.