Soldier poets, songs of the fighting men/Malcolm Humphrey

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Soldier poets, songs of the fighting men (1916)
Malcolm Humphrey, Lance-Corporal, A.O.C. (B.E.F., Nairobi, British East Africa)
1898237Soldier poets, songs of the fighting men — Malcolm Humphrey, Lance-Corporal, A.O.C. (B.E.F., Nairobi, British East Africa)1916

MALCOLM HUMPHREY

Lance-Corporal, A.O.C. (B.E.F., Nairobi, British East Africa)

Hills of Home

OH! you hills are filled with sunlight, and the green leaves paled to gold,
And the smoking mists of Autumn hanging faintly o'er the wold;
I dream of hills of other days whose sides I loved to roam
When Spring was dancing through the lanes of those distant hills of home.


The winds of heaven gathered there as pure and cold as dew;
Wood-sorrel and wild violets along the hedgerows grew,
The blossom on the pear-trees was as white as flakes of foam
In the orchard 'neath the shadow of those distant hills of home.


The first white frost in the meadow will be shining there to-day,
And the furrowed upland glinting warm beside the woodland way;
There, a bright face and a clear hearth will be waiting when I come,
And my heart is throbbing wildly for those distant hills of home.