Lochnagar - by
And knows at last the open hill,
Those ancient wind-honed heights
Where deer stand shy and sky-lined,
Then vanish from living sight,
duty
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…
The night is darkening round me - by
The night is darkening round me,
/ The wild winds coldly blow;
/ But a tyrant spell has bound me,
/ And I cannot, cannot go.
/
/ The…
Stanzas - by
When a man hath no freedom to fight for at home, / Let him combat for that of his neighbours.
The Release - by
The scaffolding has gone. The sky is there! hard cold high clear and blue.
/ Clanking poles and thudding planks were the…
Threshold - by
Our strength is our difference. / Dinny fear it. Dinny caw canny. …
West Away - by
Home Thoughts from the Jungle, 1917
/
/ April in the Jungle: hot weather comes…
Lest… - by
‘They make so little difference, the brass, / the tears. Can’t you leave us be?’
/ …
In Flanders Fields - by
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
/ Between the crosses, row on row,
/ That mark our place; and…
A Sough o’ War - by
The corn was turnin’, hairst was near,
/ But lang afore the scythes could start
/ A sough o’…
Warning - by
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’ - by
All the hills and vales along
/ Earth is bursting into song,
/ And the singers are the chaps
/ Who are going…