Poem by Rudyard Kipling

«Epitaphs of the War». 1914-1918. 16. The Refined Man

I was of delicate mind.    I stepped aside for my needs, 
    Disdaining the common office.    I was seen from afar and killed... 
How is this matter for mirth?    Let each man be judged by his deeds. 
    I have paid my price to live with myself on the terms that I willed.

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2. The Cursing of Stephen
3. Anchor Song
4. The Covenant
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