The thundering line of battle stands, And in the air Death moans and sings: But Day shall clasp him with strong hands, And Night shall fold him in soft wings. Julian Grenfell More Quotes by Julian Grenfell More Quotes From Julian Grenfell I adore war. It is like a big picnic but without the objectivelessness of a picnic. I have never been more well or more happy. Julian Grenfell picnics bigs war The naked earth is warm with Spring, Julian Grenfell kissing spring tree And Life is Colour and Warmth and Light and a striving evermore for these; and he is dead, who will not fight; and who dies fighting has increase. Julian Grenfell fighting light life-is
