<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="center" class="head">Escape</h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Think not of me as facing death,</p><p class="line">Tattered, labouring for breath ;</p><p class="line">Rather think of one who strays</p><p class="line">Dreaming dreams by perfumed ways.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Soon I may die, ah ! true, 'tis true :</p><p class="line">But look ! the night is rich with blue</p><p class="line">Of peaceful skies, and soft the breeze</p><p class="line">Sings in the trembling poplar trees.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">And slowly thro' the rustling grass</p><p class="line">O'er woodland glade, I, dreaming, pass:</p><p class="line">To-morrow? Death? Ah! what are these</p><p class="line">But passing childish phantasies.</p></div></body></html> · Great War