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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=37949" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Company K.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THERE'S a cap in the closet,<br> Old, tattered, and blue,<br>That would be little value,<br> It may be, to you;<br>But a crown jewel-studded<br> Could not buy it to-day,<br>With its letters of honor,<br> Brave "Company K."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The head that is sheltered<br> Needs shelter no more;<br>Dead heroes make holy<br> The trifles they wore;<br>so a wreath better winning<br> Than laurel and bay<br>Seems the cap of the soldier,<br> Marked "Company K."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For eyes have looked steady<br> Its visor beneath<br>O'er the work of the reaper,<br> Whose harvest is Death.<br>Let the muster-roll meagre<br> So mournfully say<br>How forcement in danger<br> West "Company K"—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whose footstep unbroken<br> Came up to the town,<br>Where rampart and bastion<br> Looked fearfully down—<br>Who, closing up breaches,<br> Yet kept on their way,<br>Till gone downward pointing<br> Faced "Company K."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like cameras fearful<br> Stood cannon aloof,<br>Till the signal was given<br> To strike off a proof<br>Of the soul of the soldier,<br> To send up to Him.<br>(Pray God that he knew them,<br> Though bloody and dim!)</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who faltered or shivered?<br> Who shunned battle-smoke?<br>Whose fire was uncertain?<br> Whose battle-line broke?<br>Go ask it of History<br> Years from to-day,<br>And the record shall tell you,<br> Not "Company K."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tho' my darling is sleeping<br> To-day with the dead,<br>And daisies and clover<br> Bloom over his head,<br>I smile, tho' I'm crying<br> As I lay it away,<br>That battle-worn cap<br> Lettered "Company K."</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ethel+Lynn+Beers">Ethel Lynn Beers</a> from <i>All Quiet along the Potomac and other poems</i><div class=q>
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