LONDON STONE.

Auckland Star, Volume LIV, Issue 269, 10 November 1923, Page 7

LONDON STONE.

When you. come to London town • (Grieving — grieving !) Bring your "flowers and lay them down At the place of grieving. When you come to London stone (Grieving — grieving !) Low your head and mourn your own, With the others grieving. For those minutes let It wake (Grieving — grieving!) '-. All the empty heart and ache That isn't cured by grleviuß. For those minutes, tell no lie: (Grieving — grieving !) " Grave this is thy victory; And the sting of death is grieving."Where's our help from earth or heaven (Grieving —grieving !) To comfort us for what we've given And only gained the grieving ? Heaven's too "far and earth too near (Grieving — grieving !) But our neighbour's standing here Grieving as we're grieving: What's his burden every day ? '(Grieving — grieving '.) ■ ' Nothing man can" count or weigh But loss and love's t>wn grieving: What's the tie betwixt us-two (Grieving— grieving !) That must last our whole life through 1 "As I suffer so do you." That may ease the grieving. —KUDYABD KIPLING. (Copyright 1923 by Rudyard Kipling in the C.S.A.) '. . The above "verse's "have been written for to-morrow'i ceremonial at the Cenotaph in London.