famous poetry

short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
some of the hurts you have cured
a very remarkable history this is
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea
thou unrelenting past
my mother taught me that every night
their beautiful hair
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
still thirteen years
high-born race
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
this is the arsenal
muffled drum's sad roll has beat