Strew your gladness on earth's bed, So be merry, so be dead.
Strew your gladness on earth's bed, So be merry, so be dead. - Charles Sorley
- Charles Sorley
All the hills and vales along Earth is bursting into song, And the singers are the chaps Who are going to die perhaps. - Charles Sorley
All the hills and vales along Earth is bursting into song, And the singers are the chaps Who are going to die perhaps.
When it is peace, then we may view again With new-won eyes each other's truer form And wonder. Grown more loving-kind and warm We'll grasp firm hands… - Charles Sorley
When it is peace, then we may view again With new-won eyes each other's truer form And wonder. Grown more loving-kind and warm We'll grasp firm hands…
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