Curly Head, And Laughing Eyes,-- Mischief That All Blame Defies. Cricket,--Footer,--Eton-Jacket,-- Everlasting Din And Racket. Tennis,--Boating,--Socks And Ties,-- Tragedies,--And Comedies. Business,--Sobered,--Getting On,-- One Girl Now,--The Only One. London Scottish,--Sporran,--Kilt,-- Bonnet Cocked At Proper Tilt. Dies Irae!--Off To France,-- Lord,--A Safe Deliverance! Deadly Work,--Foul Gases,--Trenches; Naught That Radiant Spirit Quenches. Letters Dated "Somewhere--France,"-- Mud,--And Grub,--And No Romance. Hearts At Home All On The Quiver, Telegrams Make Backbones Shiver. Silence!--Feverish Enquiry;-- Dies Irae!--Dies Irae! His The Joy,--And Ours The Pain, But, Ere Long, We'll Meet Again. Not Too Much We'll Sorrow--For It's Both "' Dieu!" And "Au Revoir!"