The War Films

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O living pictures of the dead,
    O songs without a sound,
    O fellowship whose phantom tread
    Hallows a phantom ground ——
    How in a gleam have these revealed
    The faith we had not found.
    We have sought God in a cloudy Heaven,
    We have passed by God on earth:
    His seven sins and his sorrows seven,
    His wayworn mood and mirth,
    Like a ragged cloak have hid from us
    The secret of his birth.
    Brother of men, when now I see
    The lads go forth in line,
    Thou knowest my heart is hungry in me
    As for thy bread and wine;
    Thou knowest my heart is bowed in me
    To take their death for mine.