The Bomber Gipsy

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Excerpt from The Bomber Gipsy: And Other Poems You may not ride through magic regions With fifty-score companions near, Or know the hope that lives in legions, The fellowship that laughs at fear, Or songs at sunset in the lovely haven When with great cheers the teeming ships set out - Only the loneliness that makes men craven, The silent furniture - the chill, dumb doubt. But the swords flash, the cannon thunder Full oft in your imaginings: For you each night your man goes under, And cursed is the strife of Kings. When lone winds wail, and cruel windows rattle, And empty chairs sit mocking round the fire, Too oft, I know, you sit and dream of battle, Of blood and wounds and dead men on the wire. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.