Albert Bigelow Paine - The New Memorial Day 汉译

Under the lilies the gray.”

Oh, the roses we plucked for the blue,

  And the lilies we twined for the gray,

We have bound in a wreath,

And in silence beneath

  Slumber our heroes today.

Over the new-turned sod

  The sons of our fathers stand,

And the fierce old fight

Slips out of sight

  In the clasp of a brother’s hand.

For the old blood left a stain

  That the new has washed away,

And the sons of those

That have faced as foes

  Are marching together today.

Oh, the blood that our fathers gave!

  Oh, the tide of our mothers’ tears!

And the flow of red,

And the tears they shed,

  Embittered a sea of years.

But the roses we plucked for the blue,

  And the lilies we twined for the gray,

We have bound in a wreath,

And in glory beneath

  Slumber our heroes today.