War and Love/Dawn
For works with similar titles, see Dawn.
DAWN
The grim dawn lightens thin bleak clouds;
In the hill-clefts beyond the flooded meadows
Lies death-pale, death-still mist.
In the hill-clefts beyond the flooded meadows
Lies death-pale, death-still mist.
We trudge along wearily,
Heavy with lack of sleep,
Spiritless, yet with pretence of gaiety.
Heavy with lack of sleep,
Spiritless, yet with pretence of gaiety.
The sun brings crimson to the colourless sky;
Light shines from brass and steel—
We trudge on wearily—
Light shines from brass and steel—
We trudge on wearily—
O God, end this bleak anguish
Soon, soon, with vivid crimson death,
End it in mist-pale sleep!
Soon, soon, with vivid crimson death,
End it in mist-pale sleep!