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Isaac Rosenberg
- Break of Day in the

- Dead Man's Dump
- The Immortals
- On Receiving the
  News of War

- Returning, We hear
  the Larks


Returning, We hear the Larks

Sombre the night is.
And though we have our lives, we know
What sinister threat lurks there.

Dragging these anguished limbs, we only know
This poison-blasted track opens on our camp--
On a little safe sleep.

But hark! joy--joy--strange joy.
Lo! heights of night ringing with unseen larks.
Music showering on our upturned list'ning faces.

Death could drop from the dark
As easily as song--
But song only dropped,
Like a blind man's dreams on the sand
By dangerous tides,
Like a girl's dark hair for she dreams no ruin lies there,
Or her kisses where a serpent hides.

- Isaac Rosenberg

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