Was it not a great end? <br />Wrote your Philip, with a story <br />Of a great deed, a great death-- <br />Not foreseeing his own glory <br />And his budding laurel-wreath-- <br />In the last words he should send. <br /> <br /> <br />Philip's followed Alan's lead. <br />They are gone into the night <br />With the great heroes of old, <br />With the stars, the stars they are bright; <br />They are warm; they are not cold. <br />They live: they are not dead. <br /> <br /> <br />But the silence aches. O friend <br />In the darkness, cold and stricken, <br />For anodyne, antidote, <br />Tell your dead heart, that it quicken, <br />The last words that Philip wrote: <br />'Was it not a great end ?' A great end!<br /><br />Katharine Tynan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-r-a-a/
