They have long life who do the will of God, They who, in youthful ardor, place their all At fearful hazard, glad to heed the call And tread the paths of old by heroes trod. At the world's cry for help, their feet they shod With winged sandals, sped to make a wall Of flame invincible. Even those who fall Are victors, though they lie beneath the sod. They live as long as freedom lives, as long As memories of sacrifice endure, As long as spirit, poetry, and song, As surely as God's sovereignty is sure. Their years, though but a score, as blind men see, Reach the far shores of immortality. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET TO A FRIEND WHO ASKED, HOW I FELT ... MY INFANT TO ME by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE AN UPPER CHAMBER by FRANCES BANNERMAN THE BROKEN PITCHER by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT VILLANELLE OF THINGS AMUSING by FRANK GELETT BURGESS THE STAGG AT BAY by HENRY CAREY (1687-1743) |