CHEMIN-DES-DAMES.
In s_Vs and satins'the'ladles went Where the breezes sighed and the poplars bent, ■ ■. ■ Taking the air of a Bundaj morn 'Midst the red of popples and gold of corn— Flowery ladles in gold brocades, With negro pages and serving-maws. In scarlet coach or ln gtlt sedan. With brooch and buckle and flounce and fan. Patch and powder and trailing scent. Under the trees the ladles went—• lovely ladles that gleamed "«£>?*«* As they took the miron the Ladles Boad. Boom of thunder and lightning flash— The torn earth rocks to the barrage crash; The bullets whine and the bullets sing From the mad machine guns chattering; Black smoke rolling across the mud. Trenches plastered -with flesh and blood— The blue ranks lock with the ranks of gray, Stab and stagger and sob and sway; The living cringe from the'shrapnel bursts, The dying moan of their burning thirsts. Moan and die in the gulping slough Where are the butterfly ladles now? —Patlander, ln "Punch."
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Auckland Star, Volume XLVIII, Issue 299, 15 December 1917, Page 17
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