Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume VIII. National Spirit. 1904. | | | | IV. Peace | | An Old Battle-Field | | Frank Lebby Stanton (1857–1927) |
| | | THE SOFTEST whisperings of the scented South, | |
| And rust and roses in the cannon’s mouth; | |
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| And, where the thunders of the fight were born, | |
| The wind’s sweet tenor in the standing corn; | |
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| With song of larks, low-lingering in the loam, | 5 |
| And blue skies bending over love and home. | |
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| But still the thought: Somewhere,—upon the hills, | |
| Or where the vales ring with the whip-poor-wills, | |
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| Sad wistful eyes and broken hearts that beat | |
| For the loved sound of unreturning feet, | 10 |
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| And, when the oaks their leafy banners wave, | |
| Dream of the battle and an unmarked grave! | | | | |
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