Dirge for a Soldier by George H. Boker Close his eyes; his work is done! What to him is friend or foeman, Rise of moon, or set of sun, Hand of man, or kiss of woman? Lay him low, lay him low, In the clover or the snow! What cares he? he can not know: […]
It’s time to sleep I’ve been relieved My rifle at my side My knife in it’s sheath Lord let me live another day As I put myself in harms way I made my choice, I took the oath I stand for freedom, but I don’t boast My God, my country, my family The things I […]
Soldiers who wish to be a hero Are practically zero. But those who wish to be civilians, Jesus, they run into millions.
