• To fight aloud, is very brave— But gallanter, I know Who charge within the bosom The Cavalry of Wo— Who win, and nations do not see— Who fall — and none observe — Whose dying eyes, no Country Regards with patriot love— We trust, in plumed procession For such, the Angels go— Rank after Rank, with even feet— And Uniforms of Snow.

    Emily Dickinson: To fight aloud, is very brave—    But gallanter, I know    Who charge within the bosom    The Cavalry of Wo— Who win, and nations do not see—    Who fall — and none observe —    Whose dying eyes, no Country    Regards with patriot love— We trust, in plumed procession    For such, the Angels go—    Rank after Rank, with even feet—    And Uniforms of Snow.
    Emily Dickinson, Helen Vendler (2010). “Dickinson”, p.47, Harvard University Press