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More Songs by the Fighting Men
The Lover's Mood
I SAID a careless word, then miserably
Repented, asked forgiveness in sweet rhyme;
Your face had clouded so, and suddenly
The day had grown a-weary ere her time.
Life and Death
IF death should come with his cold, hasty kiss
Along the trench or in the battle strife,
I'll ask of death no greater boon than this:
That it shall be as wonderful as life.
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