<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="center" class="head">A Girl's Song</h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line"><span class="smallcaps">The</span> Meuse and Marne have little waves;</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">The slender poplars o'er them lean.</p><p class="line">One day they will forget the graves</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">That give the grass its living green.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Some brown French girl the rose will wear</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">That springs above his comely head;</p><p class="line">Will twine it in her russet hair,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Nor wonder why it is so red.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">His blood is in the rose's veins,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">His hair is in the yellow corn.</p><p class="line">My grief is in the weeping rains</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">And in the keening wind forlorn.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Flow softly, softly, Marne and Meuse;</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Tread lightly all ye browsing sheep;</p><p class="line">Fall tenderly, O silver dews,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">For here my dear Love lies asleep.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">The earth is on his sealèd eyes,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">The beauty marred that was my pride;</p><p class="line">Would I were lying where he lies,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">And sleeping sweetly by his side!</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">The Spring will come by Meuse and Marne,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">The birds be blithesome in the tree.</p><p class="line">I heap the stones to make his cairn</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Where many sleep as sound as he.</p></div><p class="byline">-- Katharine Tynan.</p></body></html> · Great War