'Far I hear the bugle blow To call me where I would not go, And the guns begin the song, "Soldier, fly or stay for long." 'Comrade, if to turn and fly Made a soldier never die Fly I would, for who would not? 'Tis sure no pleasure to be shot. 'But since the man that runs away Lives to die another day, And cowards' funerals, when they come, Are not wept so well at home, 'Therefore, though the best is bad, Stand and do the best, my lad; Stand and fight and see your slain, And take the bullet in your brain.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EXILE OF ERIN by THOMAS CAMPBELL THE [EXCELLENT] BALLADE OF CHARITIE by THOMAS CHATTERTON DOWN THE MISSISSIPPI: 5. THE STEVEDORES by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 12 by OMAR KHAYYAM SPRING, 1916 by ISAAC ROSENBERG THE ARAB TO THE PALM by BAYARD TAYLOR A PRAYER, LIVING AND DYING by AUGUSTUS MONTAGUE TOPLADY |