Rudyard Kipling A Song of French Roads -1923 Now praise the Gods of Time and Chance That bring a heart's desire, And lay the joyous roads of France Once more beneath the tyre- So numbered by Napoleon, The veriest ass can spy How Twenty takes to Bourg-Madame And Ten is for Hendaye. Sixteen hath fed our fighting-line From Dunkirk to Peronne, And Thirty-nine and Twenty-nine Can show where it has gone, Which slant through Arras and Bapaume, And join outside Cambrai, While Twenty takes to Bourg-Madame, And Ten is for Hendaye! The crops and houses spring once more Where Thirty-seven ran, And even ghostly Forty-four Is all restored to man. Oh, swift as shell-hole poppies pass The blurring years go by, And Twenty takes to Bourg-Madame, And Ten is for Hendaye! cent
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