Then back again from misty night

And at the dawn in coming light.

At sunup when the Japs are caught

You will come when the battle's fought.

And then glad shouts the whole day long,

With ringing bells 'ten billion strong.

HILLS AND VALLEYS WAKE

My ears have heard the larks at dawn,

Their bright sweet carols sing,

With burst of morning sun

And all the meadows ring.

My eyes have seen the shining gold,

That rimmed a purple cloud,

And sheets of olive green there spread,

While night puts on a shroud.

And in the east a moon that gleamed

With grey blue light and sheen,

On misty, drooping willow trees,

O fair and silent scene.

These are not half the things I see

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