Because I was a woman lone
And had of friends so few,
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Oh spacious days of glory and of grieving! Oh sounding hours of lustre and of loss!
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I just think that dreams are best,
Just to sit and fancy things;
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"Hae ye heard whit ma auld mither's postit tae me?
It fair maks me hamesick," says Private McPhee.
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One said: Thy life is thine to make or mar,
To flicker feebly, or to soar, a star;
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I call myself a Tranquilist;
With deep detachment I exist,
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My boy's come back; he's here at last;
He came home on a special train.
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It's cruel cold on the water-front, silent and dark and drear;
Only the black tide weltering, only the hissing snow;
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'Twas a year ago and the moon was bright
(Oh, I remember so well, so well);
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Poppies, you try to tell me, glowing there in the wheat;
Poppies! Ah no! You mock me: It's blood, I tell you, it's blood.
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You speak to me, but does your speech
With truest truth your thought convey?
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O'er the dark pines she sees the silver moon,
And in the west, all tremulous, a star;
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From wrath-red dawn to wrath-red dawn,
The guns have brayed without abate;
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We must cut down our overhead.
One of the staff will have to go.
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Throughout my life I see
A guiding hand;
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You want me to tell you a story, a yarn of the firin' line,
Of our thin red kharki 'eroes, out there where the bullets whine;
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Say! You've struck a heap of trouble --
Bust in business, lost your wife;
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Just think! some night the stars will gleam
Upon a cold, grey stone,
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Come out, O Little Moccasins, and frolic on the snow!
Come out, O tiny beaded feet, and twinkle in the light!
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What are you doing here, Tom Thorne, on the white top-knot o' the world,
Where the wind has the cut of a naked knife and the stars are rapier keen?
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Since four decades you've been to me
Both Guide and Friend,
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There was a woman, and she was wise; woefully wise was she;
She was old, so old, yet her years all told were but a score and three;
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I've wearied of so many things
Adored in youthful days;
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A-sittin in the Bull and Pump
With double gins to keep us cheery
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No lyric line I ever penned
The praise this parasitic bird;
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'Ave you seen Bill's mug in the Noos to-day?
'E's gyned the Victoriar Cross, they say;
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Having an aged hate of height
I forced myself to climb the Tower,
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I took the clock down from the shelf;
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But it isn't playing the game, he said,
And he slammed his books away;
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Said Will: "I'll stay and till the land."
Said Jack: "I'll sail the sea."
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