You are dead- You, the kindly, courteous, You whom we loved, You who harmed no man Yet were brave to death And died that other men might live. Far purer, braver lips than mine should praise you, Far nobler hands than mine record your loss, Yet since your courteous high valour scorned no man, I, who but loved you from the depths, can greet you, Salute your grave and murmur, "Brother, Hail and farewell! You are dead." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOW MY HEART SINKS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 5. MARYLAND by CLARENCE MAJOR DOMESDAY BOOK: ARCHIBALD LOWELL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS HITS AND RUNS by CARL SANDBURG HYBRIDS OF WAR: A MORALITY POEM: 4. THE MORAL by KAREN SWENSON |