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Last Poem
F. St V. Morris

This was published posthumously in Oxford Poetry 1917. Though several of the war poems in Oxford Poetry have been frequently anthologised, such as Robert Graves's Dead Cow Farm and Edgell Rickword's Trench Poets, Morris's poem has attracted little notice. He served in the 3rd Batt. Sherwood Foresters and was detached to the Royal Flying Corps; he died of his wounds on 29 April 1917, one of a number of contributors lost in the war. The poem is almost unique in early Oxford Poetry issues for making visual use of the page.

  Through vast
Realms of air
                  we passed
  On wings all-whitely fair

On speeding wing
                  we climb
  Like an unfettered Thing

Height upon height;
                  and play
  In God's great Lawns of Light.

  And he
Guides us safe home
                  to see
  The Fields He bade us roam.