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I THE SOLDIER	A
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Roumanian	B
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When winter trees bestrew the path	C
Still to the twig a leaf or twain	B
Will cling and weep not Winter's wrath	C
But that foreknown forlorner pain	B
To fall when green leaves come again	B
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I watch'd him sleep by the furrow	D
The first that fell in the fight	E
His grave they would dig to morrow	D
The battle called them to night	E
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They bore him aside to the trees there	F
By his undigg'd grave content	G
To lie on his back at ease there	F
And hark how the battle went	G
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The battle went by the village	H
And back through the night were borne	B
Far cries of murder and pillage	I
With smoke from the standing corn	B
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But when they came on the morrow	D
They talk'd not over their task	J
As he listen'd there by the furrow	D
For the dead mouth could not ask	J
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How went the battle my brothers	K
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But that he will never know	D
For his mouth the red earth smothers	K
As they shoulder their spades and go	D
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Yet he cannot sleep thereunder	D
But ever must toss and turn	B
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How went the battle I wonder	D
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And that he will never learn	B
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When winter trees bestrew the path	C
Still to the twig a leaf or twain	B
Will cling and weep not Winter's wrath	C
But that foreknown forlorner pain	B
To fall when green leaves come again	B
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II THE MARINE	B
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Poitevin	B
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The bold Marine comes back from war	D
So kind	L
The bold Marine comes back from war	D
So kind	L
With a raggety coat and a worn out shoe	M
'Now poor Marine say whence come you	M
All so kind '	-
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I travel back from the war madame	N
So kind	L
I travel back from the war madame	N
So kind	L
For a glass of wine and a bowl of whey	O
'Tis I will sing you a ballad gay	O
All so kind	L
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The bold Marine he sips his whey	O
So kind	L
He sips and he sings his ballad gay	O
So kind	L
But the dame she turns toward the wall	P
To wipe her tears that fall and fall	P
All so kind	L
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What aileth you at my song madame	N
So kind	L
I hope that I sing no wrong madame	N
So kind	L
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Or grieves it you a beggar should dine	B
On a bowl of whey and the good white wine	B
All so kind	L
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It ails me not at your ballad gay	O
So kind	L
It ails me not for the wine and whey	O
So kind	L
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But it ails me sore for the voice and eyes	Q
Of a good man long in Paradise	R
Ah so kind	L
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You have fair children five madame	N
So kind	L
You have fair children five madame	N
So kind	L
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Your good man left you children three	D
Whence came these twain for company	D
All so kind	L
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'A letter came from the war Marine	B
So kind	L
A letter came from the war Marine	B
So kind	L
A while I wept for the good man dead	S
But another good man in a while I wed	S
All so kind '	-
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The bold Marine he drained his glass	T
So kind	L
The bold Marine he drained his glass	T
So kind	L
He said not a word though the tears they flowed	U
But back to his regiment took the road	U
All so kind	L

Sir Arthur Quiller-couch

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