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A LAMENT
{The Ritz-Loos Salient.)
I wish the sea were not so wide That parts me from my love ;
I wish the things men do below Were known to God above.
I wish that I were back again
In the glens of Donegal, They'll call me coward if I return,
But a hero if I fall.
" Is it better to be a living coward,
Or thrice a hero dead ? " "It's better to go to sleep, my lad,"
The Colour Sergeant said.
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