World War I Roll of Honour - The Clove Club Hackney Downs School

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OLD FRIENDS
If ever dreams come true
And a loud wind sings on the hill,
And the blackbird and throstle and lark are never still,
And far in the distant blue
The white sails fill:
If ever my dreams come true
‘Twill be thanks to you.
If ever my dreams come true,
And a clean wind blow in my soul,
And all that was sick and powerless and dead
Grow live and whole;
If ever the hope I knew
Should reach its goal:
Oh, if ever my dreams come true,
Old friend and strength of my soul
‘Twill be thanks to you.
Anon.
The Review No. 88, Summer 1916.
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