The Unknown Soldier

Oh, that he have a name, a name,
Even skull bore Yorick's crown
Even Hodge found home in Hardy's harem.
That he have a name, a name.
As if such manned moorings bound celestial to the earth.
The name. The Name.
Like so many predecessors buried without
Became fertilizer, sawdust instead of
Stardust.
That he should have a name,
Should save him from the waste.
And lay him last beneath a tree
With romantic interest
In a name,
Soon to be forgotten,
Lines on stone curvatures.
No more, no name, no one.

                                    R.H. Carew

Inspired by History Boys. good film/play, check it out if you can