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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392108" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Drill</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392108" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">WHEN day's hard task's done,<br>Eve's scant meal partaken,<br>Out we steal each one,<br>Weariless, unshaken.<br>In small reeking squares,<br>Garbaged plots, we gather,<br>Little knots and pairs,<br>Brother, sister, father.<br>Then the Word is given.<br>In their silent places<br>Under lowering heaven,<br>Range our stern-set faces.<br>Now we march and wheel<br>In our clumsy line,<br>Shouldering sticks for steel,<br>Thoughts bitter as brine!<br>Drill, drill, drill, and drill!<br>It is only thus<br>Conquer yet we will<br>Those who've conquered us.<br>Patience, sisters, mothers!<br>We must not forget<br>Foiled dead fathers, brothers;<br>They must teach us yet.<br>In that Hour we see,<br>The Hour of our Desire,<br>What shall their slayers be?<br>As the stubble to the fire!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Francis+William+Lauderdale+Adams">Francis William Lauderdale Adams</a></strong></div>