G. G. H.
He laughed, they said, and leapt the parapet,
He turned and, laughing, bade them follow on.
" You couldn't worry him, " they said, and yet
He knew what lay before him in the dawn.
His comrades saw him last in No Man's Land
Still laughing at the bitter game he played,
And there Death came and took him by the hand
With reverent touch for one so unafraid.
Yet well we know the laughter has not died
Upon those gallant lips, nor shall our tears
Efface the flaming splendor of our pride
In that brave laughter ringing down the years.
He turned and, laughing, bade them follow on.
" You couldn't worry him, " they said, and yet
He knew what lay before him in the dawn.
His comrades saw him last in No Man's Land
Still laughing at the bitter game he played,
And there Death came and took him by the hand
With reverent touch for one so unafraid.
Yet well we know the laughter has not died
Upon those gallant lips, nor shall our tears
Efface the flaming splendor of our pride
In that brave laughter ringing down the years.
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