Secular
This piece was conceived as the first of a two song set along with "And Her Smoke Rose Up Forever."

Choral score

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Text:

Then in the lull of midnight, gentle arms
Lifted him slowly down the slopes of death,
Lest he should hear again the mad alarms
Of battle, dying moans, and painful breath.

And where the earth was soft for flowers we made
A grave for him that he might better rest.
So, Spring shall come and leave it sweet arrayed,
And there the lark shall turn her dewy nest.

- Francis Edward Ledwidge, Royal Inniskilling Fusiliers