Walt Whitman: Soothing the wounded, watching the dead.
“Aroused and angry,
I thought to beat the alarum, and urge relentless war;
But soon my fingers fail’d me, my face droop’d, and I resign’d myself,
To sit by the wounded and soothe them, or silently watch the dead.”
– Walt Whitman (1819–1892). from Drum Taps, in Leaves of Grass. 1900.
The whole of the poem, Drum Taps, can be read here.