Isabel Ecclestone Mackay
You have fought; you have slain,
And the death that you gave has been given;
Dead men, questioning, lie around With their faces from heaven.
War is just; death is kind, For a cause high and true————
Did these die, as night dies,
That new day might shine through?
In terrible silence they lie, mutely challenging one
Who would darken a world that an Eagle might build in the Sun!
"O God, blind the eyes death has cleared,
Blind the soul that has seen!
I have entered thy temple of war With a spirit unclean.
I have fought without faith, without flame, For a fair-sounding lie;
For pride have I slaughtered my brother, O God, let me die!'
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