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But the past is just the same,--and War's a bloody game. . . .
Have you forgotten yet? . . .
Do you remember the stretcher-cases lurching back
With dying eyes and lolling heads, those ashen-gray
And when the war is done and youth stone dead,
I'd toddle safely home and die--in bed.
If I were fierce, and bald, and short of breath,
I'd live with scarlet Majors at the Base,
And there'd be no more jokes in Music-halls
To mock the riddled corpses round Bapaume.
Soldiers are citizens of death's grey land,
Drawing no dividend from time's to-morrows.
mocked by hopeless longing to regain
Bank-holidays, and picture shows, and spats,
And going to the office in the train.
Soldiers are citizens of death's grey land.
O, but Everyone
Was a bird; and the song was wordless; the singing will never be
"Their name liveth for ever," the Gateway claims.
Was ever an immolation so belied
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