ON WITH THE DANCE

Cromwell Argus, Volume L, Issue 2645, 20 October 1919, Page 6

ON WITH THE DANCE

"Please <lo not sing of war," they say: " Harsh wounds are sure to heal some day And dead men's blood will drain away. So why the iuecseum tear ? "You sail" so sweetly at the .-.tail, And wept a. while, and hurt, a ho an ; But now, don't, overdo your part.! Don't overload your apple cart ! Siuy the eternal things- in art ! .Spring comes still onoe a year. “ You surely know your market's down. And. four-and-six is half a crown, And yet you seem content to diown And leave a name hall-known! You serin content to lie and stare As though you have the total cave Of Mother’s tears and Youth’s do-pair. (Jot up and breathe a breath of air! And see. (he fame that, everywhere oTnkn like a heavy •tone! " And even if you tell tho truth, Of Beauty blinded iu i(«s youth, The talcs you tell are too uncouth. And no otic waits for more.” Ami so they come to mo and say: "Don't, sing of War: sing something gayThe wind at’sea, a leaf at play. Come 1•• r. u- have a roundelay! •tint sing it well, and we will pay!” And -o I tit and sing all day. And i try sing of War. Lem Gclhrt.