posted on 2024-04-23, 10:08authored byFirst World War Poetry Digital Archive Project Team
<p dir="ltr">But it is not enough to look upon a rolling main,<br> Forget, or half-forget, and look again,<br> And so for ever.</p><p>And it is not enough for me to view a fair campaign,<br> Forget, or half-forget, and view again,<br> And so for ever.</p><p>And it is not enough to gaze upon a nebule-streak,<br> Forget, or half-forget, and gaze again,<br> And so for ever.</p><p>And it is not enough to pore upon a woman's cheek,<br> Forget, or half-forget, and pore again,<br> And so for ever.</p><p>But more I do not; neither hope to do. My life is vain.<br> And I must languish till these memories wane,<br> And sleep for ever.</p>