To fight aloud is very brave

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 country
Regards with patriot love.

 

We trust, in plumed procession,
For such the angels go,
Rank after rank, with even feet
And uniforms of snow.

 

*****

 

Odważnie jest walczyć głośno,
Lecz wiem, jeszcze przystojniej,
Dozwalać na szarżę w sobie
Kawalerii żałości.

 

Wygrać — bez wzroku narodów,
Przegrać — gdy nikomu dbać,
Umierać, kiedy kraj żaden
Z patrioty mirem zważa.

 

Tak ufamy — marsz pierzasty,
Bo tak anieli chodzą,
Szereg w szereg, równym krokiem
A w mundurkach śniegowych.

First print Life poem XVI, 16
Johnson poem 126 | Franklin poem 138

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