|George Herbert Clarke, ed. (18731953). A Treasury of War Poetry. 1917.|
| ||Hark! now the Drums beat up again,|
|For all true Soldiers Gentlemen!|
Corporal John Brown, Grenadier Guards, 1854.
| ||Life is no life to him that dares not die,|
|And death no death to him that dares not live.|
Sir Henry Newbolt.
| ||We saw not clearly nor understood,|
|But, yielding ourselves to the master-hand,|
|Each in his part as best he could,|
|We played it through as the author planned.|