VERSE
ON GUARD
To-day I have seen the sun go down Serene and peaceful behind an English hill, And I have noticed how the woods Have turned from green to drab olive, And are now black, as the nightjar . Redeems the sable stillness The last bugle has sounded Until to-morrow when the sun holds its drab rehearsal For another splendid leavetaking. And as I watched I thought how that we are not fanatic In this our fight, and for that reason, Being as steadfast as this English hill. Must win. And then the world will see a dawn And resonant as this sunset; And sunset never more will dim the earth With senseless passion. —H. B. Brailsford.
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Te Awamutu Courier, Volume 65, Issue 5547, 9 November 1942, Page 2
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