Rudyard Kipling: The Snow Lies Thick on Valley Forge

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Rudyard Kipling: The Snow Lies Thick on Valley Forge
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The snow lies thick on Valley Forge The ice on the Delaware But the poor dead soldiers of King George They neither know nor care Not though the earliest primrose break On the sunny side of the lane And scuffling rookeries awake Their England's spring again They will not stir when the drifts are gone Or the ice melts out of the bay: And the men that served with Washington Lie all as still as they They will not stir though the mayflower blows In the moist dark woods of pine And every rock-strewn pasture shows Mullein and columbine Each for his land, in a fair fight Encountered, strove, and died And the kindly earth that knows no spite Covers them side by side She is too busy to think of war; She has all the world to make gay; And, behold, the yearly flowers are Where they were in our fathers' day! Golden-rod by the pasture-wall When the columbine is dead And sumach leaves that turn, in fall Bright as the blood they shed
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- Rudyard Kipling