Poetry help!

Bingos of the night so far:

INCURVED (70 points) - against Andrew Bed.
OUTWHIRL (65 points) - against Audrey O.
GEOPROBES (69 points) - against Mai N.
RATIONAL (60 points) - against Corey B.


The Anxious Dead (John McCrae)

O guns, fall silent till the dead men hear
Above their heads the legions pressing on:
(These fought their fight in time of bitter fear,
And died not knowing how the day had gone.)
O flashing muzzles, pause, and let them see
The coming dawn that streaks the sky afar;
Then let your mighty chorus witness be
To them, and Caesar, that we still make war.

Tell them, O guns, that we have heard their call,
That we have sworn, and will not turn aside,
That we will onward till we win or fall,
*That we will keep the faith for which they died.

Bid them be patient, and some day, anon,
They shall feel earth enwrapt in silence deep;
Shall greet, in wonderment, the quiet dawn,
And in content may turn them to their sleep.

Andrew needed help with this poem... to me, the poem is narrative or descriptive from the point of view of the dead. It's been ages since I've been in an English class, but I think I did okay... there was another war poem, but I've forgotten what it was by now since I accidentally closed the window! He at least thanked me for my assistance - not a problem! Talked to Dan about relationships, smiling, joy, and other such stuff as well. Gotta love good friends! Corey also sent me a mobile "PEE AND POO" message - he is crazy! Just found out Auntie Grace (Dave's mom) is on Facebook!