Dead!
But not where the flashing guns
Bring in a moment’s glittering space
Death,—and heaven—and deathless fame—
To Victory’s sons.
Dead!
But not where the crimson flame,
Leaping fierce in a cruel grace,
From the earthly clod
Dead!
But not where the flashing guns
Bring in a moment’s glittering space
Death,—and heaven—and deathless fame—
To Victory’s sons.
Dead!
But not where the crimson flame,
Leaping fierce in a cruel grace,
From the earthly clod