Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PEACE (NOVEMBER 11, 1918), by GRETCHEN OSGOOD WARREN First Line: Peace, battle-worn and starved, and gaunt and pale Last Line: Yea, peace, while worlds endure, will sing their requiem. Subject(s): Holidays; Peace; Veterans Day; World War I; First World War | ||||||||
PEACE, battle-worn and starved, and gaunt and pale Rises like mist upon a storm-swept shore. Rises from out the blood-stained fields and bows her head, Blessing the passionate dead Who gladly died that she might live forevermore. Unheeding generations come and go, And careless men and women will forget, Caught in the whirling loom. Who tapestried To-day Flings Yesterday away, And covers up the crimsoned West whose sun has set. But faithful ghosts, like shepherds, will return To call the flocking shades and break with them Love-bread, and Peace will strain them to her breast, and weep, And deathless vigil keep. Yea, Peace, while worlds endure, will sing their requiem. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...D'ANNUNZIO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY 1915: THE TRENCHES by CONRAD AIKEN TO OUR PRESIDENT by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE HORSES by KATHARINE LEE BATES CHILDREN OF THE WAR by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE U-BOAT CREWS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE RED CROSS NURSE by KATHARINE LEE BATES WAR PROFITS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE UNCHANGEABLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN FULFILLMENT by GRETCHEN OSGOOD WARREN |
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