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Katharine Tynan - A Girl`s Song
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The Meuse and Marne have little waves;
     The slender poplars o`er them lean.
One day they will forget the graves
     That give the grass its living green.


Some brown French girl the rose will wear
     That springs above his comely head;
Will twine it in her russet hair,
     Nor wonder why it is so red.


His blood is in the rose`s veins,
     His hair is in the yellow corn.
My grief is in the weeping rains
     And in the keening wind forlorn.


Flow softly, softly, Marne and Meuse;
     Tread lightly all ye browsing sheep;
Fall tenderly, O silver dews,
     For here my dear Love lies asleep.


The earth is on his sealèd eyes,
     The beauty marred that was my pride;
Would I were lying where he lies,
     And sleeping sweetly by his side!


The Spring will come by Meuse and Marne,
     The birds be blithesome in the tree.
I heap the stones to make his cairn
     Where many sleep as sound as he.
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