war Archives - The Cool Web : A Robert Graves Oratorio

We will remember them. The American Soldier: 1861-65

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Mother whose heart hung humble as a button On the bright splendid shroud of your son, Do not weep. War is kind!

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Drums are the most visceral of instruments. Tuned to our own heartbeats, shaking our blood, they are as immediate as sex.

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Since I got the news that you were coming back, Twice I have mounted to the high wall of your home.

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He goes, god of battles, the stars in his stride run, run from the death-blow!