A Poem with Two Refrains        

 
I see you now as when  saw you first:

Fair hair, blue eyes, in dark green battle-dress.

Those youthful armies have been all dispersed.

 

We sat on either side the fire, conversed

Of what I cannot even hope to guess:

I see you now as when I saw you first.

 

You had to leave, and partings seemed the worst

Of war, since meetings had less likeliness:

Those youthful armies have been all dispersed.

 

But still we met again, though bombs rehearsed

World’s end and cleared the squares as if for chess:

I see you now as when I saw you first.

 

So we came victors from that war, which cursed

Our spring with ice yet gave us this redress.

Those youthful armies have been all dispersed.

 

The years of flowering olive have immersed

Our lives in peace, the peace these lines express:

I see you now as when I saw you first:

Those youthful armies have been all dispersed.