LORD, God of all in Life and Death, The winter's storm, the summer's breath, Of fragrant bloom,- whose Mighty hand Decrees the pow'r of sea and land, Hear, Lord, this prayer for those who are Slain in the hour of thund'rous war. Have mercy, Lord, on those who fail Rent by the iron-splintered ball. Reck not their cause was right or wrong, 'Twas Duty led them blind and strong. They shaped not what to war gave rise -- They make the greatest sacrifice. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NICHOLAS NYE by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE THE MEISTERSINGER by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON ELEGY ON NEWSTEAD ABBEY by GEORGE GORDON BYRON EPISTLE FROM LORD BORINGDON TO LORD GRANVILLE by GEORGE CANNING THE HAUNTED BRIDGE by WILLIAM CANTON |