A treasury of war poetry, British and American poems of the world war, 1914-1919/Sportsmen in Paradise

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A treasury of war poetry, British and American poems of the world war, 1914-1919
edited by George Herbert Clarke
Sportsmen in Paradise by Theodore Percival Cameron Wilson
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4591207A treasury of war poetry, British and American poems of the world war, 1914-1919 — Sportsmen in ParadiseTheodore Percival Cameron Wilson
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SPORTSMEN IN PARADISE

THEY left the fury of the fight,
And they were very tired.
The gates of Heaven were open quite,
Unguarded and unwired.
There was no sound of any gun,
The land was still and green;
Wide hills lay silent in the sun,
Blue valleys slept between.


They saw far off a little wood
Stand up against the sky.
Knee-deep in grass a great tree stood . . .
Some lazy cows went by . . .
There were some rooks sailed overhead,
And once a church-bell pealed.
"God! but it's England," someone said,
"And there's a cricket-field!"

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