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Poem by Katharine Tynan
'What's the news? Now tell it me.' 'Allenby again advances.' 'No, it is not Allenby But my boy, straight as a lance is. 'Oh, my boy it is that runs, Hurls his young and slender body On the dread death-dealing guns. Oh, he's down! his head is bloody!' 'Haig's offensive has begun.' 'Say not Haig's nor any other, Since it is my one sweet son In the gases' risk and smother. 'He is taken by the throat, In the bursting flame will quiver, He the billet for all shot, He the shell's objective ever.' So not Allenby nor Haig, But her darling goes to battle. All the world's red mist and vague Shattered by the scream and rattle. Just one slender shape she sees, One bright head tossed hither, thither; Oh, if he goes down the seas Whelm her and the world together!
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