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We challenged Death. He threw with weighted dice	398
We had forgotten you, or very nearly—	163
We laid him to rest with tenderness	380
We talked together in the days gone by	399
We who are left, how shall we look again	373
We willed it not. We have not lived in hate	146
What alters you, familiar lawn and tower	124
What do they matter, our headlong hates, when we take the toll of our Dead?	189
Whatever penman wrote or orator	90
What gods have met in battle to arouse	140
What high adventure, in what world afar	350
What legend of a star that fell	187
What of the faith and fire within us	131
What was it kept you so long, brave German submersible?	205
When battles were fought	133
Whence not unmoved I see the nations form	145
When consciousness came back, he found he lay	355
When England's King put English to the horn	96
When first I saw you in the curious street	303
When I come home, dear folk o' mine	425
When it is finished, Father, and we set	423
When the fire sinks in the grate, and night has bent	95
When the heroic deeds that mark our time	106
When the long grey lines came flooding upon Paris in the plain	220
When there is Peace our land no more	421
When you see millions of the mouthless dead	370
When wars are done	180
Who would remember me were I to die	307
Wingless Victory, whose shrine	346
With arrows on their quarters and with numbers on their hoofs	66
With folded hands beside the fire	407
Within the town of Buffalo	176
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children	368
Ye sleepers, who will sing you?	372
Yon poisonous clod	281
You fell; and on a distant field, shell-shatter'd	379
Your face was lifted to the golden sky	381
You seemed so young, to know	181
You who have seen across the star-decked skies	351

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