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When the ink has dried on the pen, / When the sword returns to its sheath; / When the world of women and men, / And the waters around and beneath, / Char and shrivel and burn -- / What will God give in return? .
Has He better to offer in heaven above / Than wine and music, laughter and love?
Laughter, music and wine, / The promise of love in your eyes.
Sleeping, I dream them mine; / Waking, my spirit cries -- / Here in the mud and the rain -- / "God, give me London again!
I would lose all earth and the heavens above / For just one banquet of laughter and love."
When my flesh returns to its earth, / When my pen is dust as my sword; / If one thing I wrought find worth / In the eyes of our kindly Lord, / I will only ask of His grace / That He grant us a lowly place / Where his warriors toast Him, in heaven above, / With wine and music, laughter and love.