Lyric Poem · Peace
Bless God, he went as soldiers
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!
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Quick facts
- Poem
- Bless God, he went as soldiers
- Poet
- Emily Dickinson
- Length
- 8 lines
- Form
- Lyric Poem, Short Poems
- Themes
- Peace, War & Remembrance, Short
Craft notes
How this poem works
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- Shape
- 8 lines · 2 quatrains
- Line length
- Lines run 5-7 syllables (median 7). No single length dominates, which is normal once elision and contraction are in play.
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- Author record
- Emily Dickinson1830–1886
- Source record
- PoetryDBBless God, he went as soldiers by emily-dickinson, PoetryDB transcription
- Display decision
- Full text · United States · reviewed 2026-07-18
- Publication record
- Not recorded in the imported source
- Text fingerprint
- SHA-256 b0c26fd2f8afff05…
- Editorial handling
- Whitespace and stanza breaks normalized for web display; no material wording change recorded.
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