When that which was lost is found

Spent a very enjoyable day in Dundee - and the Caird Hall was even bathed in glorious Dundonian sunshine :-)

Thinking on all-things Dundee - so, here's one of Joseph Lee's best First World War-poems:


The Homecoming

When this blast is over-blown,
And the beacon fires shall burn
And in the street
Is the sound of feet -
They also shall return.

When the bells shall rock and ring,
When the flags shall flutter free,
And the choirs shall sing, -
"God save our King"
They shall be there to see.

When the brazen bands shall play,
And the silver trumpets blow,
And the soldiers come
To the tuck of drum -
They shall be there also.

When that which was lost is found;
When each shall have claimed his kin,
Fear not they shall miss
Mother's clasp, maiden's kiss -
For no strange soil might hold them in.

When Te Deums seek the skies,
When the Organ shakes the Dome,
A dead man shall stand
At each live man's hand -
For they also have come home.

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Joseph Lee (1876 – 1949)

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