And Thou wilt do all this for me?—for me?
"For this I came—to bear you company."
ALPHA—OMEGA
Curly head, and laughing eyes,—
Mischief that all blame defies.
Cricket,—footer,—Eton-jacket,—
Everlasting din and racket.
Tennis,—boating,—socks and ties,—
Tragedies,—and comedies.
Business,—sobered,—getting on,—
One girl now,—The Only One.
London Scottish,—sporran,—kilt,—
Bonnet cocked at proper tilt.
Dies Irae!—Off to France,—
Lord,—a safe deliverance!
Deadly work,—foul gases,—trenches;
Naught that radiant spirit quenches.
Letters dated "Somewhere—France,"—
Mud,—and grub,—and no romance.