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I, when I fought in battles as a boy— Not without gallantry and blood and (pain— . Came home "to you, my mother, showed my wound — Soon'twould be well again! You bound the kerchief on the poor sore place; 'Spito of the twinges bow my pride, would swell; You guessed my cause was just and held me brave, And —kissed the poor place well. I, that have fought in sterner battles now, I have come home, 0 England, I thy son: Ease the sick pain with laughter—as of old Let questionings be done! You will not ask me how and when and where; And every detail of my woes to tell; Only your silent solace and your cheer Shall "kiss the poor placo well." —D. M. Taylor, in the "Westminster Gazette."
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Dominion, Volume 10, Issue 2935, 22 November 1916, Page 7
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131BALM Dominion, Volume 10, Issue 2935, 22 November 1916, Page 7
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