GROWING to full manhood now, <br />With the care-lines on our brow, <br />We, the youngest of the nations, <br />With no childish lamentations, <br />Weep, as only strong weep, <br />5 <br />For the noble hearts that sleep, <br />Pillowed where they fought and bled, <br />The loved and lost, our glorious dead! <br />Toil and sorrow come with age, <br />Manhood's rightful heritage; <br />10 <br />Toil our arms more strong shall render, <br />Sorrow make our hearts more tender, <br />In the heartlessness of time; <br />Honour lays a wreath sublime— <br />Deathless glory—where they bled, <br />15 <br />Our loved and lost, with glorious dead! <br />Wild the prairie's grasses wave <br />O'er each hero's new-made grave; <br />Time shall write such wrinkles o'er us, <br />But the future spreads before us <br />20 <br />Glorious in that sunset land— <br />Nerving every heart and hand, <br />Comes a brightness none can shed, <br />But the dead, the glorious dead! <br />Lay them where they fought and fell; <br />25 <br />Every heart shall ring their knell, <br />For the lessons they have taught us, <br />For the glory they have brought us. <br />Tho' our hearts are sad and bowed, <br />Nobleness still makes us proud— <br />30 <br />Proud of light their names shall shed <br />In the roll-call of our dead! <br />Growing to full manhood now, <br />With the care-lines on our brow, <br />We, the youngest of the nations, <br />35 <br />With no childish lamentations, <br />Weep, as only strong men weep, <br />For the noble hearts that sleep <br />Where the call of duty led, <br />Where the lonely prairies spread, <br />40 <br />Where for us they fought and bled, <br />Our loved, our lost, our glorious dead!<br /><br />Frederick George Scott<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-memoriam-30/
