Author Mary Elizabeth Coleridge I HAVE not been as Joshua when he fought The hosts of Amalek in the valley found. My voice hath never, like a trumpet sound, Victory for the falling victors wrought. But I, with Aaron, faint yet unafraid, Held up the hands of Moses while he prayed. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments