Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

To Fight Aloud, Is Very Brave - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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To fight aloud, is very brave—
But gallanter, I know
Who charge within the bosom
The Cavalry of Woe—

Who win, and nations do not see—
Who fall—and none observe—
Whose dying eyes, no Country
Regards with patriot love—

We trust, in plumed procession
For such, the Angels go—
Rank after Rank, with even feet—
And Uniforms of Snow.


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  • Rookie Shanice Morrison (1/9/2013 3:42:00 PM)

    This is possibly one of my all time favourite poems! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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