Songs of the Army of the Night

by Francis Adams

This ebook was transcribed by Les Bowler.

SONGS
of the
ARMY OF THE NIGHT.

by
FRANCIS ADAMS.

“For the cause of Labour all over the Earth.”

second edition.

London:
william reeves, 185, fleet street, e.c.

TO EDITH.

“My sweet, my child, through all this night
Of dark and wind and rain,
Where thunder crashes, and the light
Sears the bewildered brain,

“It is your face, your lips, your eyes
I see rise up; I hear
Your voice that sobs and calls and cries,
Or shrills and mocks at fear.

“O this that’s mine is yours as well,
For side by side our feet
Trod through these bitter brakes of hell.
Take it, my child, my sweet!”