England

England may keep the faith
For what's been done and said
We know their dreams enough to know
They dreamed and they are dead
Too long, too long a sacrifice
Can make a cold stone of the heart
But when will it suffice?
That is Heaven's part, our part
To name the name upon the name
Like a mother names her babe
When rest at last has come
On limbs that have run wild
What is it but nightfall
Oh no, not night but a death
And needless death after all