Page:Poems, Meynell, 1921.djvu/132

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Summer in England, 1914

***** Who said "No man hath greater love than this,
To die to serve his friend"?
So these have loved us all unto the end.
Chide thou no more, O thou unsacrificed!
The soldier dying dies upon a kiss,
The very kiss of Christ.

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