Shall share again the toils and joys of life
Are His—but not less His are they who fall,
(Sealing their soul's devotion with their breath)
And not less loved that, true to duty's call,
Their crown of honor comes to them in death.
What shall we give them? Tears?
Tears least of all! Shame not their valor so—
Honor and manhood call them; let them go,
Nor make farewell twice parting by your tears.
O, woman-heart, be strong!