Music of whispering trees <br />Hushed by a broad-winged breeze <br />Where shaken water gleams; <br />And evening radiance falling <br />With reedy bird-notes calling. <br />O bear me safe through dark, you low-voiced streams. <br /> <br />I have no need to pray <br />That fear may pass away; <br />I scorn the growl and rumble of the fight <br />That summons me from cool <br />Silence of marsh and pool <br />And yellow lilies is landed in light <br />O river of stars and shadows, lead me through the night. <br /> <br /> <br />June 25th, 1916.<br /><br />Siegfried Sassoon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/before-the-battle/
