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of the poems about death:
To The RAF - a poem by
Alfred Noyes
Never since English ships
went out
To singe the beard of Spain,
Or English sea-dogs hunted
death
Along the Spanish Main,
Never since Drake and Raleigh
won
Our freedom of the seas,
Have sons of Britain dared
and done
More valiantly than these.
Whether at midnight or at
noon,
Through mist or open sky,
Eagles of freedom, all our
hearts
Are up with you on high;
While Britain's mighty ghosts
look down
From realms beyond the sun
And whisper, as their record
pales,
Their breathless, deep,
Well Done!
Charge of the Light Brigade
by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Half a league, half
a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
`Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns!' he
said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
`Forward, the Light Brigade!'
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho' the soldier knew
ome one had blunder'd:
Their's not to make reply,
Their's not to reason why,
Their's but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and
shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.
O Captain My Captain a poem
by Walt Whitman
O Captain my Captain! our
fearful trip is done,
The ship has weathered every
rack, the prize we sought
is won,
The port is near, the bells
I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady
keel, the vessel grim and
daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of
red,
Where on the deck my Captain
lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise
up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag
is flung for you the bugle
trills,
For you bouquets and ribboned
wreaths for you the shores
a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying
mass, their eager faces
turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on
the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer,
his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel
my arm, he has no pulse
nor will;
The ship is anchored safe
and sound, its voyage closed
and done;
From fearful trip the victor
ship comes in with object
won;
Exult O shores, and ring
O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain
lies,
Fallen cold and dead
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