The broken soldier sings and whistles day to dark; He's but the remnant of a man, maimed and half-blind,
But the soul they could not harm goes singing like the lark, Like the incarnate Joy that will not be confined
The Lady at the Hall h...
I love you, great new Titan
Am I not you
Napoleon or
Out of you grew
Life contracts and death is expected,
As in season of autumn
The soldier falls
He does not become a three-days personage
It is not
Without
To one in
Of life and its laughter,
Girl To A Soldier On
Love
You love me — your
Have looked through death at mine
Lest the young soldiers be strange in heaven, God bids the old soldier they all
Come to Him and wait for them, clean, new-shriven, A happy doorkeeper in the House of the Lord
Lest it abash them, the strange new splendour, Lest it affrigh...