Oh! Death Will Find Me Long Before

Just Now The Lilac Is In Bloom All Before My Little Room.

Hearts At Peace, Under An English Heaven.

Proud, Then, Clear-eyed And Laughing, Go To Greet Death As A Friend!

These Laid The World Away; Poured Out The Red Sweet Wine Of Youth; Gave Up The Years To Be Of Work And Joy, And That Unhoped Serene, That Men Call Age; And Those Who Would Have Been, Their Sons, They Gave, Their Immortality.

Love Is A Breach In The Walls, A Broken Gate, Love Sells The Proud Heart's Citadel To Fate.