A BIVOUAC
IYoucame without a human sound,You came and brought my soul to me;I only woke, and all aroundThey slumbered on the firelit ground,Beside the guns in Burgundy.III felt the gesture of your hands,You signed my forehead with the Cross;The gesture of your holy handsWas bounteous—like the misty landsAlong the Hills in Calvados.IIIBut when I slept I saw your eyes,Hungry as death, and very far.I saw demand in your dim eyesMysterious as the moons that riseAt midnight, in the Pines of Var.
IYoucame without a human sound,You came and brought my soul to me;I only woke, and all aroundThey slumbered on the firelit ground,Beside the guns in Burgundy.III felt the gesture of your hands,You signed my forehead with the Cross;The gesture of your holy handsWas bounteous—like the misty landsAlong the Hills in Calvados.IIIBut when I slept I saw your eyes,Hungry as death, and very far.I saw demand in your dim eyesMysterious as the moons that riseAt midnight, in the Pines of Var.
I
Youcame without a human sound,You came and brought my soul to me;I only woke, and all aroundThey slumbered on the firelit ground,Beside the guns in Burgundy.
Youcame without a human sound,
You came and brought my soul to me;
I only woke, and all around
They slumbered on the firelit ground,
Beside the guns in Burgundy.
II
I felt the gesture of your hands,You signed my forehead with the Cross;The gesture of your holy handsWas bounteous—like the misty landsAlong the Hills in Calvados.
I felt the gesture of your hands,
You signed my forehead with the Cross;
The gesture of your holy hands
Was bounteous—like the misty lands
Along the Hills in Calvados.
III
But when I slept I saw your eyes,Hungry as death, and very far.I saw demand in your dim eyesMysterious as the moons that riseAt midnight, in the Pines of Var.
But when I slept I saw your eyes,
Hungry as death, and very far.
I saw demand in your dim eyes
Mysterious as the moons that rise
At midnight, in the Pines of Var.