Poem by Rudyard Kipling

«Epitaphs of the War». 1914-1918. 30. Salonikan Grave

I have watched a thousand days
Push out and crawl into night
Slowly as tortoises.
Now I, too, follow these.
It is fever, and not the fight—
Time, not battle—that slays.

1. The Night Before
2. The Irish Conspiracy
3. Index Malorum
4. Job’s Wife
5. The Reaping

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