Verse > Anthologies > The World’s Best Poetry > Vol. VIII. National Spirit
Bliss Carman, et al., eds.  The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume VIII. National Spirit.  1904.
I. Patriotism
The Brave at Home
Thomas Buchanan Read (1822–1872)
THE MAID who binds her warrior’s sash
  With smile that well her pain dissembles,
The while beneath her drooping lash
  One starry tear-drop hangs and trembles,
Though Heaven alone records the tear,        5
  And Fame shall never know her story,
Her heart has shed a drop as dear
  As e’er bedewed the field of glory!
The wife who girds her husband’s sword,
  Mid little ones who weep or wonder,        10
And bravely speaks the cheering word,
  What though her heart be rent asunder,
Doomed nightly in her dreams to hear
  The bolts of death around him rattle,
Hath shed as sacred blood as e’er        15
  Was poured upon the field of battle!
The mother who conceals her grief
  While to her breast her son she presses,
Then breathes a few brave words and brief,
  Kissing the patriot brow she blesses,        20
With no one but her secret God
  To know the pain that weighs upon her,
Sheds holy blood as e’er the sod
  Received on Freedom’s field of honor!

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