| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | For Parents of the Slain | | By Charles Granville |
| | From “Poems of the Hour”
WEEP not; they would not have us weep for them; | |
| Weep not; for they are as the stars that shine; | |
| Their glory spilt upon the darkened skies | |
| Can not be dimmed by frailty, yours or mine. | |
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| They cannot die; shall not the best survive? | 5 |
| The flower of man too has its seed in death; | |
| And as the Phœnix soars from ashen dust | |
| Man’s spirit from the dead draws living breath. | |
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| They live with us as they shall live with men | |
| Throughout the ages in the times to be, | 10 |
| Patriots and partners in the great emprise | |
| To make and keep their cherished England free; | |
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| (Only when foul is fair and fair is foul, | |
| And honor fails, shall men blot out their light; | |
| Only when men shall call their courage crime | 15 |
| Shall England know oblivion and the night.) | |
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| They shall not die so men be worthy them | |
| And the high motive shining through their deed; | |
| So men be worthy they shall never die, | |
| But shall be spirit-warriors at our need. | 20 | | | |
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