The Great War

from Great Poems of the World War, an electronic edition

The Drum

"Come to me, and I will give you flesh--Old Pibrochadh.

COME!

Says the drum;

Though graves be hollow,

Yet follow, follow:

Come!

Says the drum.

Life!

Shrills the fife,

Is in strife

Leave love and wife:

Come!

Says the drum.

Ripe!

Screams the pipe,

Is the field--

Swords and not sickles wield:

Come!

Says the drum.

The drum

Says, Come!

Though graves be hollow,

Yet follow, follow:

Come! "

Says the drum.