8
BALLADS OF BATTLE
He lined the walls with sand-bags, and he laid the floor with wood,
And when his eye beheld it, he beheld it very good;
A broken bayonet in a chink to hold the candle-light;
A waterproof before the door to keep all weather-tight;
A little shelf for bully, butter, bread, and marmalade—
Then finished was the dug-out that Macfarlane made.
And when his eye beheld it, he beheld it very good;
A broken bayonet in a chink to hold the candle-light;
A waterproof before the door to keep all weather-tight;
A little shelf for bully, butter, bread, and marmalade—
Then finished was the dug-out that Macfarlane made.
Except the Lord do build the house there is no good or gain;
Except the Lord keeps ward with us the watchman wakes in vain:
So when we'd passed the threshold, and partaken of Mac's tea,
And chalked upon the lintel, "At the Back o' Bennachie,"
Perchance a prayer soared skyward, although no word was said—
At least, God blessed the dug-out that Macfarlane made!
Except the Lord keeps ward with us the watchman wakes in vain:
So when we'd passed the threshold, and partaken of Mac's tea,
And chalked upon the lintel, "At the Back o' Bennachie,"
Perchance a prayer soared skyward, although no word was said—
At least, God blessed the dug-out that Macfarlane made!
