George MacDonald (Джордж Макдональд)

Home from the Wars

A tattered soldier, gone the glow and gloss,
With wounds half healed, and sorely trembling knee,
Homeward I come, to claim no victory-cross:
I only faced the foe, and did not flee.

1. What the Lord Saith
2. Song of the Waiting Dead
3. Christmas Meditation
4. De Profundis
5. Hope Deferred

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