“The nights are so long at sea. The stars come and go behind invisible black snatches of cloud. So long and lonely. Waste again, waste and remorse now, flooding blackly. Why did I go to China? Did I need to quarrel with Tommy that time after the dance at Beyliss? Should I have refused to give the boy permission to enlist? I’ve been headstrong when I could have been wise, craven when I should have been bold. I haven’t understood very much. Why did I go and get Dev and drag him back? Who in God’s sweet name am I to judge anybody on this earth? Here we are in our thousands, rushing in gray shells toward the unknown. What is the end of all our fear and sacrifice?
Ah God. God, help me. Help me to be wise and full of courage and sound judgement. Harden my heart to the sights that I must see so soon again, grant me only the power to think clearly, boldly, resolutely, no matter how unnerving the peril.
Let me not fail them.”
– Once an Eagle by Anton Myrer
(A soldiers prayer before he leads his men to battle.)