History & Politics
The Parting Before the Battle
From Set of Glees
History & Politics
HE.
On to the field, our doom is sealed,
To conquer or be slaves:
This sun shall see our nation free,
Or set upon our graves.
SHE.
Farewell, oh farewell, my love,
May heaven thy guardian be,
And send bright angels from above
To bring thee back to me.
HE.
On to the field, the battle-field,
Where freedom's standard waves,
This sun shall see our tyrant yield,
Or shine upon our graves.
Cite this poem
MLA
Moore, Thomas. “The Parting Before the Battle.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/moore/373/.
Chicago
Moore, Thomas. “The Parting Before the Battle.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/moore/373/.
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