<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="" class="head">Battle</h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Thy beauty is bugle and banner--bugle, and banner, and prize!</p><p class="line">I march to the beat of thy heart, and the oriflamme of thine eyes.</p><p class="line">My falchion flashes thy smile, as I fight to the far-off goal--</p><p class="line">The star of love that burns on the battlement of thy soul.</p><p class="line">0 Queen! the bugle is blowing, the banners flutter and stream;</p><p class="line">Thy heart is beating such music, I fight as one in a dream.</p><p class="line">I am blind; in my blood there is thunder; there is lightning around and above,</p><p class="line">I have cloven a cohort asunder, I swoon on the ramparts of love.</p></div></body></html> · Great War