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john jeffreys - poem for end lyrics

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so the last poem is laid flat in its place
and crickley with crucifix comer leaves from my face
elizabethans and night_working thoughts __ of such grace

and all the dawns that set my thoughts new to making;
or crickley dusk that the beech leaves stirred to shaking
are put aside __ there is a book ended; heart aching

joy and sorrow, and all thoughts a poet thinks
walking or turning to music; the wrought out links
of fancy to fancy __ by severn or by artois brinks

only what’s false in this, blood itself would not save
sweat would not heighten __ the dead master in his grave
would my true following of him, my care approve

and morе than he, i paid the prices of lifе
standing where rome immortal heard october’s strife
a war poet whose right of honour cuts falsehood like a knife

war poet __ his right is of n0bler steel __ the careful sword __
and night walker will not suffer of praise the word
from the sleepers; the custom_followers, the dead lives unstirred

only, who thought of england as two thousand years
must keep of today’s life, the proper anger and fears
england that was paid for by building and ploughing and tears

- john jeffreys lyrics

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