Glory with death at the end of the war.     

  

       Should they return again,     

       Life sings the old refrain,     

       Mystery, madness and mirth at the core:     

       Patter of falling rain,     

       Dawnings which wax and wane,     

       Life which is war at the end of Love's War.     

       Thunders have ceased to roar,     

       Terrors they knew before     

       When they rode out from the East and the West.     

       Though passions will not rest,     

       Love, which is always best,     

       Honours brave lips at the end of the war.     

   

  

       QUEEN MARY OF HEAVEN     

       She sits in God's garden,     

       Queen Mary of Heaven,     

       Where birds sing their steven     

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