This ebook was transcribed by Les Bowler.

SONGS
of the
ARMY OF THE NIGHT.

by
FRANCIS ADAMS.

“For the causeof Labour all over the Earth.”

secondedition.

London:
william reeves, 185, fleet street, e.c.

p.5TO EDITH.

“My sweet, my child, through all thisnight
   Of dark and wind and rain,
Where thunder crashes, and the light
   Sears the bewildered brain,

“It is your face, your lips, your eyes
   I see rise up; I hear
Your voice that sobs and calls and cries,
   Or shrills and mocks at fear.

“O this that’s mine is yours aswell,
   For side by side our feet
Trod through these bitter brakes of hell.
   Take it, my child, my sweet!”

p.7CONTENTS.