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Ivor GurneyCheerful

“MAIL’S UP!” The vast of night is over, And love of friends fills all one’s mind. (His wife, his sister, or his lover.) Mail’s up, the vast of night is over, The grey-faced heaven joy does cover With love, and God once more seems kind. “Mail’s up!” the vast of night is over, And love of friends fills all one’s mind.

Ivor Gurney

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