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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.
The Library of the World’s Best Literature. An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.

Anonymous

Poems of the Great War: St. Ouen in Picardy

GLEAMS of English orchards dance

Through the sunny fields of France;

Flowers that blow at Nedonchel

Thrive in Gloucestershire as well:

Children sing to fleet the time

What they deem an English rhyme—

“Kiss me quick; après la guerre

Promenade en Angleterre.”

English hearts are gladdened when

Out of children’s lips again

Comes the lilt of English song

When their absence has been long;

Children running through the street

Beating time with merry feet—

“Kiss me quick; après la guerre

Promenade en Angleterre.”

But to hear them as they sing

Brings a sudden questioning:

Here the children play and roam—

How’s my little one at home?

In St. Ouen the simple strain

Takes the heart with hungry pain—

“Kiss me quick; après la guerre

Promenade en Angleterre.”