Stephen Crane Quote

Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment,
Little souls who thirst for fight,
These men were born to drill and die.
The unexplained glory flies above them,
Great is the battle-god, great, and his kingdom —
A field where a thousand corpses lie.

Do Not Weep, Maiden, For War is Kind, st. 2 - War Is Kind and Other Lines (1899)