The Great War

from A Calendar of Verse, an electronic edition

"L'Envoi"

Oh spacious days of glory and of grieving!

Oh sounding hours of lustre and of loss!

Let us be glad we lived you, still believing

The God who gave the cannon gave the Cross.

Let us be sure amid these seething passions,

The lusts of blood and hate our souls abhor,

The Power that Order out of Chaos fashions

Smites fiercest in the wrath-red forge of War. ...

Have faith! Fight on! Amid the battle-hell

Love triumphs, Freedom beacons, all is well.