<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="" class="head">On a Girl killed by German Shrapnel</h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line">IT is not much: one child the less to sing</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Her passage through the hours;</p><p class="line">One girl the less to greet the coming spring.</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">And pluck the summer's flow'rs.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">It is not much: one little coffin made</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">And one more little shroud.</p><p class="line">One hush the more within the room's dark shade.</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">One less word said aloud.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">It is not much: one prayer the less to God,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">From Whom all prayers have birth.</p><p class="line">One scar the more across the fresh green sod.</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">One shovel more of earth.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">It is not much: yet could it have been more?</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">God thinks the same of such.</p><p class="line">As of the proudest hero killed in war:—</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Who says it is not much?</p></div><p>France, July, 1917.</p></body></html> · Great War