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The Harvard Regiment Post by :yasmiyn Category :Poems Author :Helen Leah Reed Date :November 2011 Read :2395

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The Harvard Regiment

We saw the Regiment, alert and strong,
In marching line, on Soldiers' Field today,
Ah! ready they to battle with the wrong;--
This flower of youth--eager and brave and gay.

And we, on-looking, cheered them as they passed,
And we, down-heartened, prayed a silent prayer,
Gazing upon them with a grim forecast,
And many a sad-eyed mother watched them there.

Proudly they turned, and at attention stood,
Or shouldered arms while war-like music thrilled.
"Alas!" we listened in unhappy mood!
"Why should these boys in martial ways be skilled?"

No comfort for our grieving was revealed,
Until we looked across the valiant line
To the old College, far beyond this Field
That honors men who fell at Freedom's shrine.

"Oh, ancient College, that so long hast bred
Son after son to heed his Country's call.
The answer to our questionings is read--
In yonder Tower of your Memorial Hall."

(The end)
Helen Leah Reed's poem: Harvard Regiment

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