LOVE AND WAR.
(From a Soldier at the Front)
My love that nncommanded flies To bring hie thoughts of thee. Or paints sweet pictures of thine eyes To show them forth to me; How can I bid her go away? Yet why desire her longer stay?
For when beneath the canon’s blaze Xangh hut despair I see. And sign the uncompleted days That I have spent with thee. How can T dam the tears that flow ? How can 1 do as others do?
For though impassioned hearts may heat Ami loving souls may pine. Yet never love was half so sweet As that which makes thee mine;. If other’s hearts are like to hrepk, Then needs must mine for thy dear sake.
Haply upon the field some day Sore stricken I may lie. Or death perhaps at last may pay The price of victory. But death itself can never he So cruel as the loss of thee.
—F.C.H., in the London Times., Ypres. Mhy, 1913."
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Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXVII, Issue 90, 17 August 1915, Page 6
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165LOVE AND WAR. Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXVII, Issue 90, 17 August 1915, Page 6
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