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    Songs from the Desert: Illustrated
    Songs from the Desert: Illustrated
    Songs from the Desert: Illustrated
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    Songs from the Desert: Illustrated

    By A Lighthorseman

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    From the Languishing Literature series.
    Songs from the Desert was first published in 1917. A Lighthorseman was the pen name of Godfrey William Warren White. He was an Australian war poet and journalist who served as A.D.C. to G.O.C. Desert Column, E.E.F. in June 1917 during WWI. Saint Bede wishes to make hard to find literature accessible to everyone. By purchasing this book, you facilitate Saint Bede in the creation of more titles in this series
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSAINT BEDE
    Release dateFeb 10, 2019
    ISBN9788832513622
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      Book preview

      Songs from the Desert - A Lighthorseman

      A LIGHTHORSEMAN

      SONGS FROM THE DESERT

      Illustrated

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      Table of contents

      PRELUDE

      THE TENTH CRUSADE

      A TALE OF THE EIGHTIES

      THE LADY AND THE SACK

      THE SONG OF THE NILE

      ON THE OLD DAB-EL-SULTANI ROAD, SINAI

      VOX ORIENTALIS

      THE ANZACS' RUSE

      KILLED

      ODE TO ABDUL

      WHERE SHALL I FIND...?

      THE LIGHT HORSEMAN'S DREAM

      DAWN AND DUSK

      A SERVICE DITTY

      SPACE

      WHAT HAPPENED AT RAFA

      NIGHTFALL IN SINAI

      AN ISLAND SONG

      THE SNIPER

      ON THE RUINS AT MAHAMDIEH

      THE EQUINE METAMORPHOSIS

      THE DESERT

      TROOPER TO HIS MATE

      MAGDABA

      MISTER BILL

      THE RECLUSE

      RIDING HOME

      A LOVE SONG

      LINES OF YOUTH AND AGE

      BANQUET SONG

      DISCOVERY

      ANGELUS

      PRELUDE

      You'll ask me why I mix'd, dear friends,

      The merry with the sad !

      It is because life always blends

      Her colours bright and drab :

      She blends them in the dark, dear friends,

      And paints the canvas too—

      At dead o' night, 'tis her delight,

      To some long hidden ends.

      She loves to see by morning light

      What happened in the dead o'night.

      And do you think it would be nice, dear friends, if only she

      Would mix her paints and do her work sometime when she could see ?

      I hardly know, I hardly know.—

      I think I'm rather glad :

      For she might make a greater mess

      Of everything she had.

      THE TENTH CRUSADE

      In our just pride, men of the youngest race,

      With cause as sacred and with hearts as bold ;

      We pass in newborn strength to the same place

      As marched the Conquering Crusaders of old.

      Chord follows chord ; our battles too shall lead

      Into that dimly lighted vale of past,—

      As their brave hearts so valiant for the creed,

      Bled, suffered, died, exhaulting to the last !

      And their long march unwavering to the end

      Portrays alike each fall, defeat and loss

      Of our opposers,— and shall they contend.

      The Crescent pales before the Southern Cross !

      A TALE OF THE EIGHTIES

      Hand me a stick till I light my pipe,

      And swing that log to the blaze—

      Maybe I'll remember clearer so ;

      And ye'd care to hear of those days ?

      The Palmer ? She runs untroubled now,

      The blacks are as tame as can be ;

      They've dug the gold from its

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