ONE WHO DIED
AMW MO lIY ON THU B ATT L I*l- - 1.13 LI): I mind t hey told me on a noisy hill. I sat and disbelieved, and sliook my head. “ Impossible ! Impossible-!. But still These other men have died, and others bled.” Knees clasped, 1 sat and thought, unheeding war. The trees, the winds, the streets came back to me ; The laughter of his eyes, his home afar Tlie memory of his hopes, his buoyancy, His dreams, his jests, his moods of wistfulness, The quaint ness of his speech, his favourite song; And this-and this the end so piti- * less! The man we knew 1 The man we knew so long ! --•-To die —be ciead—not move, —and this was he! I rose and oiled my rifle musingly,
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Hokitika Guardian, 29 December 1917, Page 1
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129ONE WHO DIED Hokitika Guardian, 29 December 1917, Page 1
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