The naked earth is warm with Spring, And with green grass and bursting trees Leans to the sun's kiss glorying, And quivers in the sunny breeze. — Julian Grenfell Copy Share Image
The naked earth is warm with Spring, And with green grass and bursting trees Leans to the sun's kiss glorying, And quivers in the… — Julian Grenfell Copy Share Image
The thundering line of battle stands, And in the air Death moans and sings: But Day shall clasp him with strong hands, And Night… — Julian Grenfell Copy Share Image
And Life is Colour and Warmth and Light and a striving evermore for these; and he is dead, who will not fight; and who… — Julian Grenfell Copy Share Image
I adore war. It is like a big picnic but without the objectivelessness of a picnic. I have never been more well or more… — Julian Grenfell Copy Share Image
