Bless God, he went as soldiers,
His musket on his breast;
Grant, God, he charge the bravest
Of all the martial blest.Please God, might I behold him
In epauletted white,
I should not fear the foe then,
I should not fear the fight. (Emily Dickinson)

Bless God, he went as soldiers, His musket on his breast; Grant, God, he charge the bravest Of all the martial blest.Please God, might I behold him In epauletted white, I should not fear the foe then, I should not fear the fight.

Emily Dickinson

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