Show its lq tae la 1 lh dal Kd A 1 on tin 3 3 muy AA A III A B By Mary BI Wooden at 0 In A III A A balb A STAND In the crowd and I watch I them A All As the wounded In battle go BO by by- by now How little they know as s they pans pau me That none are as wounded as I III It II ItI I have tears tear for tor what they have Riven given given- Their youth their Dawn ot of the Day But Im I'm hungry for tor or all they have left them Who gave In tn a bitterer way The eyes eye that are blinded the wo wound nd stripes stripe The limps limp the wheel chair and crutch Catch at my heart with the sorrow Borrow That bodily blemishes clutch And I love them with terrible pity pity- pity I whose body Is II whole whole- But Cut what If tt they saw my shattered faith I Or looked at my ray wounded soul soulT T Would t they ey know me at once for tor or a comrade In rain pain In courage more sad I without glory of ot battle Who sent lent away all that I hadT had Would they see how my whole life ute was crippled Perhaps 1 It if these boys understood It would humble those scars Bears they are proud ofAs of ot otAs As Aa only such deeper scars scare could And perhaps Id I'd go BO limping out yonder Ahead o ot of them all at the start I with my poor maimed spirit I with my mv broken heart C |