Friday, November 10, 2006

Remembrance Day - November 11

They called it Armistice Day in 1918. Now it's Veterans' Day in the United States and Remembrance Day in the Commonwealth.

I love this poem. Dedicated to C.D. with wishes for a happier tomorrow.


Say Not, the Struggle Nought Availeth
*
Say not, the struggle nought availeth,
The labor and the wounds are vain,
The enemy faints not, nor faileth,
And as things have been they remain.
*
If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars;
It may be, in yon smoke concealed,
Your comrades chase e'en now the fliers,
And, but for you, possess the field.
*
For while the tired waves, vainly breaking,
Seem here no painful inch to gain,
Far back, through creeks and inlets making,
Comes silent, flooding in, the main.
*
And not by eastern windows only,
When daylight comes, comes in the light,
In front, the sun climbs slow, how slowly,
But westward, look, the land is bright.
*
Arthur Hugh Clough ( 1849)

1 Comments:

At 12:19 PM, Anonymous Maxine said...

Thank you, Susan.

11 November always makes me think of that railway carriage.....and the flowers of a whole generation all fallen too soon.

 

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