The Soldier Mood - by
We were eating chip potatoes underneath the April stars
/ That glittered coldly and aloof from earth and earthly wars;
/ We were three…
We were eating chip potatoes underneath the April stars
/ That glittered coldly and aloof from earth and earthly wars;
/ We were three…
The night is darkening round me,
/ The wild winds coldly blow;
/ But a tyrant spell has bound me,
/ And I cannot, cannot go.
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/ The…
When a man hath no freedom to fight for at home, / Let him combat for that of his neighbours.
The scaffolding has gone. The sky is there! hard cold high clear and blue.
/ Clanking poles and thudding planks were the…
Our strength is our difference. / Dinny fear it. Dinny caw canny. …
Home Thoughts from the Jungle, 1917
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/ April in the Jungle: hot weather comes…
‘They make so little difference, the brass, / the tears. Can’t you leave us be?’
/ …
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
/ Between the crosses, row on row,
/ That mark our place; and…
The corn was turnin’, hairst was near,
/ But lang afore the scythes could start
/ A sough o’…
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
/ With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
/ And…
All the hills and vales along
/ Earth is bursting into song,
/ And the singers are the chaps
/ Who are going…