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 202 "OBSERVER, ROYAL FLYING CORPS"

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Daivn. . ..

And the dewy plain

Awakes to life and sound —

Where on the flying-ground

The ghostly hangars blaze with lights again.

The giant birds of prey Creep forth to a new day, And one by one, As morning gilds the dome, Leave the grey aerodrome —

— The day's begun.

Dusk. ...

And the vanish'd sun

Still streaks the evening skies :

Below, the prone Earth lies

Darken'd, wherever warring Night has won.

The 'planes, returning, show Deep black in the afterglow. And one by one

Drop down from the higher airs, — Down, down the invisible stairs —

— The day is done.

— " Observer, Royal Flying Corps. '

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