Question

hello guys pls give poetry on soilders
RIP

Answer 1

$\huge\mathfrak{Soilders}$

ADIEU, O soldier! 
You of the rude campaigning, (which we shared,) 
The rapid march, the life of the camp, 
The hot contention of opposing fronts- the long manoeuver, 
Red battles with their slaughter,- the stimulus- the strong, terrific 
game, 
Spell of all brave and manly hearts- the trains of Time through you, 
and like of you, all fill'd, 
With war, and war's expression. 

Adieu, dear comrade! 
Your mission is fulfill'd- but I, more warlike, 
Myself, and this contentious soul of mine, 10 
Still on our own campaigning bound, 
Through untried roads, with ambushes, opponents lined, 
Through many a sharp defeat and many a crisis- often baffled, 
Here marching, ever marching on, a war fight out- aye here, 
To fiercer, weightier battles give expression.

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Answer 2

A Soldier

He is that fallen lance that lies as hurdled,
That lies unlifted now, come dew, come rest,
But still lies pointed as it plowed the dust.
If we who sight along it round the world,
See nothing worthy to have been its mark,
It is because like men we look too near,
Forgetting that as fitted to the sphere,
Our missiles always make too short an arc.

They fall, they rip the grass, they intersect
The curve of earth, and striking, break their own;
They make us cringe for metal-point on the stone.
But this we know, the obstacle that checked
And tripped the body, shot the spirit on
Further than target ever showed or shone .





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