Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume VIII. National Spirit. 1904. | | | | III. War | | “The lonely bugle grieves” | | Grenville Mellen (1799–1841) |
| | From an “Ode on the Celebration of the Battle of Bunker Hill, June 17, 1825” |
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THE TRUMP hath blown, | |
| And now upon that reeking hill | |
| Slaughter rides screaming on the vengeful ball; | |
| While with terrific signal shrill, | |
| The vultures from their bloody eyries flown, | 5 |
| Hang o’er them like a pall. | |
| Now deeper roll the maddening drums, | |
| And the mingling host like ocean heaves; | |
| While from the midst a horrid wailing comes, | |
| And high above the fight the lonely bugle grieves! | 10 | | |
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