The Land of Grimney - The Illustrated Adventures of Cora Pearl, aged 12

I sigh for you
And cry for you,
My comrade dead in arms.
‘Tis for I could not die for you
My hurt resists all balms.

Our hearts were young
When songs were sung
And brotherly oaths were made.
But I turned, ran past while you stood fast
And turned for me a blade.

I choked down bile.
I saw you smile
And wave me off from danger.
Those eyes so clean will again be seen
By kings about a manger.

That sword struck deep,
Your life snatched cheap:
It clove you to the bone.
Your life was quenched as mine was wrenched
From all joys ever known.

The foe he turned:
My eyes they burned
As would those of all who knew you.
But I fought too late to change cruel fate
Or take the cut that slew you.

Now brother bold
In my arms cold;
No more to hurt or sorrow:
While my pain shall come again
Tomorrow and tomorrow.

You did not die
So that I
Should live out a life so sad.
So friend, goodbye. For you I’ll try
Once more to make me glad.

I sigh for you
And cry for you.
I shall strive to heal my sores;
To live again and give again,
But my heart will e’er be yours.

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"Never look down on a man unless you're helping him up." Jessie Jackson