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WWI video

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Under the boughs where lovers walked    The apple-blooms will shed their breath—But what of all the lovers now    Parted by Death,    Grey Death?

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The grass is waking in the ground,    Soon it will rise and blow in waves—How can it have the heart to sway    Over the graves,    New graves?

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The sun turns north, the days grow long,    Later the evening star grows bright—How can the daylight linger on    For men to fight,    Still fight?

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I feel the spring far off, far off,    The faint, far scent of bud and leaf—Oh, how can spring take heart to come    To a world in grief,    Deep grief?