Afterglow
Afterthe clangor of battle,There comes a moment of rest,And the simple hopes and the simple joysAnd the simple thoughts are best.After the victor’s pæan,After the thunder of gun,There comes a lull that must come to allBefore the set of the sun.Then what is the happiest memory?Is it the foe’s defeat?Is it the splendid praise of a worldThat thunders by at your feet?Nay, nay, to the life-worn spiritThe happiest thoughts are thoseThat carry us back to the simple joysAnd the sweetness of life’s repose.A simple love and a simple trustAnd a simple duty doneAre truer torches to light to deathThan a whole world’s victories won.
Afterthe clangor of battle,There comes a moment of rest,And the simple hopes and the simple joysAnd the simple thoughts are best.After the victor’s pæan,After the thunder of gun,There comes a lull that must come to allBefore the set of the sun.Then what is the happiest memory?Is it the foe’s defeat?Is it the splendid praise of a worldThat thunders by at your feet?Nay, nay, to the life-worn spiritThe happiest thoughts are thoseThat carry us back to the simple joysAnd the sweetness of life’s repose.A simple love and a simple trustAnd a simple duty doneAre truer torches to light to deathThan a whole world’s victories won.
Afterthe clangor of battle,There comes a moment of rest,And the simple hopes and the simple joysAnd the simple thoughts are best.
After the victor’s pæan,After the thunder of gun,There comes a lull that must come to allBefore the set of the sun.
Then what is the happiest memory?Is it the foe’s defeat?Is it the splendid praise of a worldThat thunders by at your feet?
Nay, nay, to the life-worn spiritThe happiest thoughts are thoseThat carry us back to the simple joysAnd the sweetness of life’s repose.
A simple love and a simple trustAnd a simple duty doneAre truer torches to light to deathThan a whole world’s victories won.