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Harriet Monroe - These Two
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They died these two &mdash 
The little boys I knew &mdash 
One at Gallipoli and one in France.
Long ago &mdash 
Oh, twenty years or so &mdash 
They used to romp and dance
Over the grass, under the trees.
One toddling brother
Had golden curls
Fine as a girl`s,
And funny little round fat cheeks the other.
They liked me, used to climb
Into my lap, and tease
For stories before bed-time, tugging close
With little arms and knees

It seems too short a time
For these two to grow tall
Of body and soul,
Grow into men, and hear the iron call,
and give their youth`s bright hoard.

Brief was their story
As sunlight on a sword.
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