IF the Led Striker call it a str… Or the papers call it a war, They know not much what I am like… Nor what he is, my Avatar. Through many roads, by me possesse…

WHEN the ‘arf—made recruity goes… ’E acts like a babe an’ 'e drinks… An’ ‘e wonders because ’e is frequ… Ere 'e’s fit for to serve as a sol… Serve, serve, serve as a soldier,

There’s a whisper down the field w… And the ricks stand grey to the su… Singing: ‘Over then, come over, f… ‘And your English summer’s done.’ You have heard the beat of the off…

THE white moth to the closing bin… The bee to the opened clover, And the gipsy blood to the gipsy b… Ever the wide world over. Ever the wide world over, lass,

Now Tomlinson gave up the ghost i… And a Spirit came to his bedside… A Spirit gripped him by the hair… Till he heard as the roar of a rai… Till he heard the roar of the Mil…

The boats of Newhaven and Folkest… To Dieppe and Boulogne and to Ca… And in each of those runs there is… Where the English and French have… If the ships that were sunk could…

TAKE of English earth as much As either hand may rightly clutch. In the taking of it breathe Prayer for all who lie beneath. Not the great nor well—bespoke,

Jane Austen Beecher Stowe de Rou… Was good beyond all earthly need; But, on the other hand, her spouse Was very, very bad indeed. He smoked cigars, called churches…

Pagett, M.P., was a liar, and a f… He spoke of the heat of India as… Came on a four months’ visit, to “… And I got him to sign an agreemen… March came in with the koil. Page…

To the Heavens above us O look and behold The Planets that love us All harnessed in gold! What chariots, what horses

China—going P. & O.'s Pass Pau Amma’s playground close, And his Pusat Tasek lies Near the track of most B.I.'s. N.Y.K. and N.D.L.

VALOUR and Innocence Have latterly gone hence To certain death by certain shame… Envy—ah! even to tears!— The fortune of their years

I tell this tale, which is strictl… Just by way of convincing you How very little, since things were… Things have altered in building tr… A year ago, come the middle of Ma…

I know not in Whose hands are lai… To empty upon earth From unsuspected ambuscade The very Urns of Mirth; Who bids the Heavenly Lark arise

I HAD some friends—but I dreamed… Who used to dance with lanterns ro… Green and white lanterns that wave… But I haven’t seen a Firefly sinc… I had some friends—their crowns we…