Treasure Island

Herbert Asquith

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

Poems of Herbert Asquith

1. A Dedication 4/30/2012
2. A Ship Sails up to Bideford 4/30/2012
3. After the Salvo 4/30/2012
4. Ares God of War 4/30/2012
5. Fortune of War 4/30/2012
6. Jewels: A Young Man to a Merchant 4/30/2012
7. Love and Humour 4/30/2012
8. NIghtfall 4/30/2012
9. On a Troopship - 1915 4/30/2012
10. Riding 4/30/2012
11. Soldiers at Peace 4/30/2012
12. Sunset 4/30/2012
13. The Bather 4/30/2012
14. The Charioteer 4/30/2012
15. The Fairy Lover 4/30/2012
16. The Fallen Poet 4/30/2012
17. The Fallen Spire [A Flemish Village] 4/30/2012
18. The Fallen Subaltern 1/1/2004
19. The Frowning Cliff 4/30/2012
20. The Ship of Oak 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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