“M. P., the road from Avocourt
That leads to Montfaucon?”
“The road, sir, black with mules and carts
And brown with men a-marching on—
The Romagne woods that lie beyond
The ruined heights of Montfaucon—
“North over reclaimed No Man’s Land
The martyred roadway leads,
Quick with forward moving hosts
And quick with valiant deeds