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I. You came without a human sound, / You came and brought my soul to me; / I only woke, and all around / They slumbered on the firelit ground, / Beside the guns in Burgundy.
II. I felt the gesture of your hands, / You signed my forehead with the Cross; / The gesture of your holy hands / Was bounteous -- like the misty lands / Along the Hills in Calvados.
III. But when I slept I saw your eyes, / Hungry as death, and very far.
I saw demand in your dim eyes / Mysterious as the moons that rise / At midnight, in the Pines of Var.