The Soldiers Grave

‘Twas long ago, in the summer-time,

On a day as sad as this,

That I laid my babe in its father’s arms,

And he gave it his farewell kiss;

When the army sail’d from the English shores

In a mist of sun and rain,

To the vine-clad hills and citadels

And the olive groves of Spain.

I set my face to the balmy south,

And listen’d, intent and dumb,

As though a cry from the battle-grounds

On the fragrant wind might come.

I yearn’d for a gleam of the red camp fires

Which burn’d through the watchful nights,

For the shine of the bayonets that clash’d one day

On the dread Albuera heights.

Ah me! And my face cannot turn away,

Though the ashes are on my brow,-

Though the news of the battle came once for all,

And there’s nothing to watch for now!

Though ’tis further away than that far south land

I must look for my dear man’s face,-

Though I know he will never come home again

To the chair in the old house-place!

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• Bathed in War’s Perfume. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Base of all Metaphysics, The. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• at Weeping Face. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Assurances. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Ashes of Soldiers. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• As Toilsome I Wander’d. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• As the Time Draws Nigh. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• As if a Phantom Caress’d Me. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• As I Watch’d the Ploughman Ploughing. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• As I Walk These Broad, Majestic Days. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• As I Sat Alone by Blue Ontario’s Shores. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• As I Ponder’d in Silence. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• As I lay with Head in your Lap, Camerado. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• As Consequent, Etc. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• As At Thy Portals Also Death. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• As Adam, Early in the Morning. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• As a Strong Bird on Pinions Free. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Artilleryman’s Vision, The. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Apostroph. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Ages and Ages, Returning at Intervals. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman

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