the speaker shows great emotion; he is almost keening while begging the moon to bless these poor "ghastly, swollen, purple" faces, these poor creatures, who are "on their backs, with their arms toss'd wide"--thus resembling the shape of a cross.
This speaker is beseeching the moon, to which he assigns a kind of divinity by calling it "sacred," to put a halo, "nimbus," around these poor dead soldiers.
from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: When Soldiers Die--Two Views
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