Marlborough and other poems/In Memoriam S. C. W., V.C.
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XXXVII
IN MEMORIAM
S.C.W., V.C.
There is no fitter end than this.
No need is now to yearn nor sigh.
We know the glory that is his,
A glory that can never die.
Surely we knew it long before,
Knew all along that he was made
For a swift radiant morning, for
A sacrificing swift night-shade.
8 September 1915