And interrupting half he said, sir.
I’ll never see the pair again....
Nor they the mother that lies dead, sir.
That’s all—a foolish tale, not worth
The ear of noble lord or Kaiser.
A man un-named,
By shrapnel maimed,
Wife slain, home levelled to the earth—
That’s all. You see no point? Nor I, sir.
Yet on the day you come to die, sir,