| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 1678. A Good-By |
| | | By Ednah Proctor (Clarke) Hayes |
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| THE WAKENING bugles cut the night: | |
| “To horse! To horse! Away!” | |
| And thine the lips that bid me go, | |
| The eyes that bid me stay. | |
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| God make me blind for this one hour! | 5 |
| God make me only hear | |
| That hurrying drum,—that cry, “They come!” | |
| And thy “Good-by!” so near. | |
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| O eyes that hold me with your tears! | |
| Think not your prayers I spurn: | 10 |
| Eyes that must for a soldier dim, | |
| Not from a craven turn. | |
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| O lips that bid me forth to fight, | |
| I take your challenge—so! | |
| Where red death waits without the gates, | 15 |
| Thy knight, and God’s,—I go! | |
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