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LEONARD NIELL COOK

M.C., 2nd Lieut., Royal Lancs Regt.

(A Rugby and Oxford boy. Killed in action July 7, 1917)

OBEDIENT to the echoed harbour gun

⁠The homing traffic on the water's breast

⁠Fold up their tawny wings and take their rest.

The pale-eyed stars already one by one

Steal softly forth to look upon the sun,

⁠So proudly parting. While from island-nest,

⁠Deep-shadowed cove, torn slope, or purple crest,

All things give praise to God in unison.

Then, brothers—for the time is very near

⁠When I, the youngest floweret of the heath,

Will open in the gloomy courts of Fear,

⁠Perchance to crown the pallid brow of Death—

Oh let me, clinging to the greensward here,

⁠Drink in God's quietness with every breath.