To Fight Aloud Is Very Brave
Poems by Emily Dickinson, 1890
To fight aloud is very brave,But gallanter, I know,Who charge within the bosom,The cavalry of woe.
Who win, and nations do not see,Who fall, and none observe,Whose dying eyes no countryRegards with patriot love.
We trust, in plumed procession,For such the angels go,Rank after rank, with even feetAnd uniforms of snow.