Poems (Mary Coleridge)/Poem 190

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CXC SAY THIS
Say that I lived a life of sun and storm,
  Tho' sun prevailed.
Say that I saw an ever blesséd form,
  And strove and failed.

Say that I spent on love my latest breath,
  And spent it well.
Say that I died a happy soldier's death,
  And fighting fell.

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