My thoughts are ’neath another moon where we
Paced slowly through the tree stems—you and I.
And, looking back at yon farewell, I sigh
And wonder whether then I cared as much
As now I do when far beyond your touch.
Cpl. Comus, 2nd Bat., A.I.F.
FOOTNOTES:
[12] Cape Helles is about 12 miles south of Anzac, and the distant rumble of the guns there was constantly in the air at Anzac.—Eds.
ABDUL
We’ve drunk the boys who rushed the hills,