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Book: The Holy War

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  • The Broken Soldier
    The broken soldier sings and whistles day to dark;
        He's but the remnant of a man, maimed and half-blind,
    18 lines
  • Emptiness
    Where there is nothing God comes in:
        The Very God has room enough
    23 lines
  • The Convent Garden
    The Convent garden lies so near
        The road the people go,
    53 lines
  • All Souls
    THERE'S traffic in the worlds immortal,
        For many souls are flying home,
    18 lines
  • Haymaking
    Aye, sure, it does always be rainin'
        An' the hay lyin' out in the wet,
    34 lines
  • High Summer
    Pinks and syringa in the garden closes
    And the sweet privet hedge and golden roses.
    18 lines, 1 comment
  • His Footstep
    To Lady Wemyss
    The boy will come no more
    20 lines
  • Lament
    To the Immortal Tenth (Irish) Division
    Suvla, name of bitterness,
    28 lines
  • Missing
    To Leucha Mary Warner
    He is "Missing," and forlorn
    35 lines
  • Riding Home
    Who are these that go to the high peaks and the snow?
    Side by side do they ride, their steady eyes aglow.
    23 lines
  • Speeding
    To Ivo Alan Charteris, October 17th, 1915
    Requiescat is not my bidding,
    20 lines
  • Starling
    The starling in the ivy now,
        For to amuse his dear,
    33 lines
  • The Colonists
    To men now of her blood and race
    England's a little garden place,
    33 lines
  • The Comrades
    The angels walk with men in the red ruin and rain,
        White and gold, as of old, without spot or stain.
    18 lines
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