No doubt they?ll soon get well; the shock and strain Have caused their stammering, disconnected talk. Of course they?re `longing to go out again,?? These boys with old, scared faces, learning to walk. They?ll soon forget their haunted nights; their cowed Subjection to the ghosts of friends who died,? Their dreams that drip with murder; and they?ll be proud Of glorious war that shatter?d all their pride... Men who went out to battle, grim and glad; Children, with eyes that hate you, broken and mad. Craiglockart. October, 1917.