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A tent that is pitched at the base: / A wagon that comes from the night: / A stretcher -- and on it a Case: / A surgeon, who's holding a light. / The Infantry's bearing the brunt -- / O hark to the wind-carried cheer! / A mutter of guns at the front: / A whimper of sobs at the rear. / And it's _War_! 'Orderly, hold the light. / You can lay him down on the table: so. / Easily -- gently! Thanks -- you may go. ' / And it's War! but the part that is not for show.