Item 01: Sydney B. Young war diary, 13 May-24 July 1916 - Page 144

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[Page 144]

Through my bosom now so lonely
Lightning rays of hope would dart
Thou cans't with thy sunshine only
Calm the tempest of my heart

These loved haunts then fraught with gladness
Now to me no joy impart
Memory brings alas but madness
In the tempest of the heart
These love haunts now fraught with gladness
Can to me no joy impart
Mem'ry brings alas but madness
In the tempest of the heart

Verdi 22/6/16

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