Sheathing the Sword

Category

Library Item

Item no

33517

Title

Sheathing the Sword

Description

"Death whining down from Heaven,
Death roaring from the ground,
Death stinking in the nostril,
Death shrill in every sound,
Doubting, we charged and conquered;
Hopeless, we struck and stood.
Now, when the fight is ended,
We know that it was good.

....

And when the sun at even dips,
And Sabbath bells are sad and sweet,
When some wan Cambrian mother's lips
Pray for the son they shall not greet;
As falls that sudden dew of grace
Which makes for her riddle plain,
The South wind blows to our own place,
And we shall see the hills again.

From poems by the late William Noel Hodgson, M.C., Lieutenant, 9th Devon Regiment."

Artist / maker

Raemaekers, Louis

Date

1919

Size

22.8 x 33.9 cm

Type

Chromolithograph

Location

Art and Design Library

Copyright

Louis Raemaekaers' drawings are reproduced by kind permission of the Louis Raemaekers Foundation.