Posted on 09/08/2004 10:39:51 PM PDT by Clive
"For All We Have and Are"
For all we have and are,
For all our children's fate,
Stand up and meet the war.
The Hun is at the gate!
Our world has passed away
In wantonness o'erthrown.
There is nothing left to-day
But steel and fire and stone.
Though all we knew depart,
The old commandments stand:
"In courage keep your heart,
In strength lift up your hand."
Once more we hear the word
That sickened earth of old:
"No law except the sword
Unsheathed and uncontrolled,"
Once more it knits mankind,
Once more the nations go
To meet and break and bind
A crazed and driven foe.
Comfort, content, delight --
The ages' slow-bought gain --
They shrivelled in a night,
Only ourselves remain
To face the naked days
In silent fortitude,
Through perils and dismays
Renewd and re-renewed.
Though all we made depart,
The old commandments stand:
"In patience keep your heart,
In strength lift up your hand."
No easy hopes or lies
Shall bring us to our goal,
But iron sacrifice
Of body, will, and soul.
There is but one task for all --
For each one life to give.
Who stands if freedom fall?
Who dies if England live?
Thanks!
Help...What's that from? TIA
Grab a book of Kipling poetry.
Read "White Man's Burden" (yeah, I know, racist yadda yadda yadda).
Tell me if what that poem describes doesn't sound familiar...
"In patience keep your heart,
In strength lift up your hand."
Unfortunately, this way of thinking requires a deep seated faith in God. Not part of many American's understanding.
"Help...What's that from? TIA"
Recessional
Rudyard Kipling
1897
GOD of our fathers, known of old,
Lord of our far-flung battle line,
Beneath whose awful hand we hold
Dominion over palm and pine—
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget—lest we forget!
The tumult and the shouting dies;
The Captains and the Kings depart;
Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice,
An humble and a contrite heart.
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!
Far-called our navies melt away;
On dune and headland sinks the fire;
Lo, all our pomp of yesterday
Is one with Nineveh and Tyre!
Judge of the Nations, spare us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!
If, drunk with sight of power, we loose
Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe,
Such boastings as the Gentiles use,
Or lesser breeds without the Law—
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!
For heathen heart that puts her trust
In reeking tube and iron shard—
All valiant dust that builds on dust,
And guarding calls not Thee to guard.
For frantic boast and foolish word,
Thy Mercy on Thy People, Lord!
Replace each — with a hyphen.
It's a famous poem by Kipling, "Lest we forget." It was a hymn in the old Episcopal hymnal and many hymnals in other parts of the Anglican Union. It was an admonition that the empire was not of man's doing and an admonition not to forget that what God had allowed He could easily take away. It was part of what the liberals who now have taken over the Episcopal church exorcised as militaristic in their eyes. They have much more important work to do, like advancing the homosexual agenda and kicking St. Paul out of the Bible.
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