Alec de Candole

(1897-1918 / England)

When The Long Last Trek Is Over - Poem by Alec de Candole

When the last long trek is over,
And the last long trench filled in,
I’ll take a boat to Dover,
Away from all the din;
I’ll take a trip to Mendip,
I’ll see the Wilshire downs,
And all my soul I’ll then dip
In peace no trouble drowns.

Away from noise of battle,
Away from bombs and shells,
I’ll lie where browse the cattle,
Or pluck the purple bells.
I’ll lie among the heather,
And watch the distant plain,
Through all the summer weather,
Nor go to fight again.

Comments about When The Long Last Trek Is Over by Alec de Candole

  • Robin Clay (11/14/2018 3:50:00 PM)

    This was his last poem - he was killed the following day, aged 21 (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 25, 2010

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