Herbert Asquith

(11 March 1881 - 5 August 1947 / London, England)

Poems of Herbert Asquith

21. The Silver Birch 4/30/2012
22. The Volunteer 1/1/2004
23. The Western 4/30/2012
24. To a Baby Found Paddling Near the Thames 4/30/2012
25. Venice 4/30/2012
26. War's Cataract 4/30/2012
27. Youth in the Skies 4/30/2012

The Fallen Subaltern

The starshells float above, the bayonets glisten;
We bear our fallen friend without a sound;
Below the waiting legions lie and listen
To us, who march upon their burial-ground.

Wound in the flag of England, here we lay him;
The guns will flash and thunder o’er the grave;
What other winding sheet should now array him,
What other music should salute the brave?

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