The Poets & The War XLVI

By Maurice Healy.
The War Illustrated, Volume 4, No. 99, Page 743, July 25, 1941.

Think not of valour – the pain
That never deflected my course:
Limbs would have mended again;
Wavering brings but remorse.
But think of the heart that lies cold –
The singer, whose songs are unsung:
For I, who shall never be old,
Hardly knew what it was to be young.

Published in U.S.A. by the Refugees of England, Incorporated.

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