Reft of common Christian prayer. So I crawled round on my belly, And I listened to the roar Of the guns that hammered Thiepval, Like big breakers on the shore. Then there spoke a dripping sergeant, When the time was growing late, 'Would you please to...
Rough rhymes of a padre - Page 74
by Geoffrey Anketell Studdert Kennedy - 1918 - 87 pages
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