The Marine
You can have your Army Khaki,
You can have your Navy blue,
But there's still another fighter
I will introduce to you.
The uniform is different,
The best you've ever seen
The Huns, they called him Devil Dog,
But the real name is Marine
He is trained at Parris Island,
The land that God forgot,
Where the sand is fourteen inches deep,
And the sun is scorching hot.
He has set many a table,
Many a dish he had dried,
He is taught to make a bed
And a broom he sure can guide.
He has peeled a million onions,
Twice as many spuds,
And spends his spare time
Washing out his duds.
When he gets to heaven,
To Saint Peter he will tell,
"Another Marine reporting, Sir
I've served my time in hell."
Sgt. James A. Donahuer, United States Marine Corps.
First Marine Division (H-2-1), Guadalcanal Island
I think all of these can be found at http://eir.library.utoronto.ca/rpo/display/index.cfm
otherwise, on Google
Horace - 3:6
Richard Lovelace - To Lucasta on Going to the Warres
Alfred Lord Tennyson - The Revenge, Charge of the Light Brigade
George Gordon Noel Lord Byron - Farewell to Alhama, on Napoleon's Escape from Elba
Vachel Lindsay - Abraham Lincoln Walks at Midnight
Sir Henry Newbolt - Drake's Drum
Robert Graves - Two Fusiliers (and many other works)
Wilfred Owen - Dulce et Decorum Est, The parable of the old man and the young, The Stranger, (search for the online manuscripts to Dulce et decorum est. He cut almost 2 whole stanzas)
Mikhail Yur'evich Lermontov - The Dagger, (I suggest the prose story The Fatalist from -Hero of Our Time-, which translated by Paul Foote could qualify as poetry), Borodino
Sigfreid Sassoon - Dragon and the Undying, Attack, Redeemer, and definitely Survivors
also the Song of Roland (Orlando)
DEATH TO GANELON!
-DeSpite