Interpolation Sounds

Over and through the burial chant,
Organ and solemn service, sermon, bending priests,
To me come interpolation sounds not in the show⁠—plainly to me, crowding up the aisle and from the window,
Of sudden battle’s hurry and harsh noises⁠—war’s grim game to sight and ear in earnest;
The scout call’d up and forward⁠—the general mounted and his aids around him⁠—the new-brought word⁠—the instantaneous order issued;
The rifle crack⁠—the cannon thud⁠—the rushing forth of men from their tents;
The clank of cavalry⁠—the strange celerity of forming ranks⁠—the slender bugle note;
The sound of horses’ hoofs departing⁠—saddles, arms, accoutrements.