RE: Reveille

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REVEILLE
by A. E. Houseman

Wake: the silver dusk returning
Up the beach of darkness brims,
And the ship of sunrise burning,
Strands upon the eastern rims.

Wake: the vaulted shadow shatters,
Trampled to the floor it spanned,
And the tent of night in tatters
Strews the sky-pavilioned land.

Up, lad, up, 'tis late for lying:
Hear the drums of morning play;
Hark, the empty hallways crying
"Who'll beyond the hills away?"

Towns and countries woo together,
Forelands beacon, belfries call;
Never lad that trod on leather
Lived to feast his heart with all.

Up, lad: thews that lie and cumber
Sunlit pallets never thrive;
Morns abed and daylight slumber
Were not meant for man alive.

Clay lies still, but blood's a rover;
Breath's a ware that will not keep.
Up, lad: when the journey's over
There'll be time enough to sleep.
 






Thanks for keeping us up to date, Mandy! I really hope that this means he'll wake up soon.
 

Just a quick update. Charles has been talking up a storm in his sleep; which is fairly odd. Like I’ve said before he’s pretty much a solid sleeper. The experts going over his case think he’s close to a breakthrough in coming out of his coma.

Encouraging news to be sure! I'll continue to say prayers.
 


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