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October, and Other Poems; with Occasional Verses on the War

FOR “PAGES INÉDITES,” Etc. April, 1916.

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By our dear sons’ graves, fair France, thou’rt now to us, endear’d; Since no more as of old stand th’ English against thee in fight, But rallying to defend thee they die guarding thy beauty From blind envious Hate and Perfidy leagued with Might.

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