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George Herbert Clarke, ed. (1873–1953).  A Treasury of War Poetry.  1917.
 
143. A Song
 
By Charles Alexander Richmond
 
 
OH, red is the English rose,
And the lilies of France are pale,
And the poppies grow in the golden wheat,
For the men whose eyes are heavy with sleep,
Where the ground is red as the English rose,        5
And the lips as the lilies of France are pale,
And the ebbing pulses beat fainter and fainter and fail.
 
Oh, red is the English rose,
And the lilies of France are pale.
And the poppies lie in the level corn        10
For the men who sleep and never return.
But wherever they lie an English rose
So red, and a lily of France so pale,
Will grow for a love that never and never can fail.
 

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