<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="center" class="head">The Casualty Clearing Station</h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line">A <span class="smallcaps">bowl</span> of daffodils,</p><p class="line">A crimson-quilted bed,</p><p class="line">Sheets and pillows white as snow --</p><p class="line">White and gold and red --</p><p class="line">And sisters moving to and fro,</p><p class="line">With soft and silent tread.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">So all my spirit fills</p><p class="line">With pleasure infinite,</p><p class="line">And all the feathered wings of rest</p><p class="line">Seem flocking from the radiant West</p><p class="line">To bear me thro' the night.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">See, how they close me in,</p><p class="line">They, and the sisters' arms.</p><p class="line">One eye is closed, the other lid</p><p class="line">Is watching how my spirit slid</p><p class="line">Toward some red-roofed farms,</p><p class="line">And having crept beneath them slept</p><p class="line">Secure from war's alarms.</p></div><p class="byline">Gilbert Waterhouse</p></body></html> · Great War