Under the blue sky,
And the white clouds sailing high,
Where the gallant wind went by,
A bird sang on — sang on
Till the day (too soon) was done.
And the daylight died
From the fields and the hillside,
And the moorland bare and wide . . .
But the bird sang on — sang on
Long after the light was gone —
Like a voice that said:
“Oh, you who weep your dead,
Be comforted — be comforted!
For the deed lives on, lives on
Long after the life is gone!” . . .
Cicely Fox Smith
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