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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• Sonnet 76: Why is my verse so barren of new pride? by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 75: So are you to my thoughts as food to life by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet CVIII by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet CVII: Not Mine Own Fears, Nor the Prophetic Soul by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet CVII by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet CVI by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet CV by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet CLIV by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet CLIII by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet CLII by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet CLI by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet CL by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet CIX by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet CIV by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet CIII by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet CII by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet CI by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet C by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 9: Is it for fear to wet a widow’s eye by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 98: From you have I been absent in the spring by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

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