The Hawthorn Tree

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Title:     The Hawthorn Tree
Author: Siegfried Sassoon [More Titles by Sassoon]

Not much to me is yonder lane
Where I go every day;
But when there's been a shower of rain
And hedge-birds whistle gay,
I know my lad that's out in France
With fearsome things to see
Would give his eyes for just one glance
At our white hawthorn tree.
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Not much to me is yonder lane
Where _he_ so longs to tread;
But when there's been a shower of rain
I think I'll never weep again
Until I've heard he's dead.

-THE END-
Siegfried Sassoon's poem: The Hawthorn Tree

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