War is kind by stephen crane do not weep, maiden, for war is kind. because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky and the affrighted steed ran on alone, do not weep. war is kind. hoarse, booming drums of the regiment, little souls who thirst for fight, these men were born to drill and die. the unexplained glory flies above them, great is the battle god, great, and his kingdom a field where a thousand corpses lie. do not weep, babe, for war is kind. because your father tumbled in the yellow trenches, raged at his breast, gulped and died, do not weep. war is kind. swift blazing flag of the regiment, eagle with crest of red and gold, these men were born to drill and die. point for them the virtue of slaughter, make plain to them the excellence of killing and a field where a thousand corpses lie. mother whose heart hung humble as a button on the bright splendid shroud of your son, do not weep. war is kind. what is the connotative meaning of the phrase "threw wild hands toward the sky" in stanza 1? it connotes the and fear of the man in the face of death. it connotes the surrender the man offers when confronted by death. it connotes the great anger the man feels over dying. it connotes the ecstasy and relief the man feels once death arrives.