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Robert Montgomery: Field of Death


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Robert Montgomery
Field of Death

Noon into eve, and eve to night hath roll’d;
The heavens with starry eyes are set: but, see!
No wafted banners, flapping like the wings
Of eagles in their glorious strength; no steeds
Pawing and prancing with erected manes;
No warriors hand to hand; no sword to sword
Confronted, till from out some bloody gap
Their spirits bound into eternity! –
But heaps of corses, lines of dead laid out,
Unhelmeted, or gash’d and gory; men
Whose morning-beauty shamed the risen sun,
With glassy eyeballs gleaming on the moon!
A living host hath deadend into clay: –
No more! away, Death! and count thy dead.

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