At Reserve Depot

When Spring comes here with early innocency
Of pale high blue, they’ll put Revally back.
The passers-by carelessly amused will see
Breakfastless boys killing the patient sack.

And there will be manœuvres where the violet shows,
Hiding its dark fervour, guarding its flame,
Where I shall lie and stare while the mystery grows
Huge and more huge, till the Sergeant calls my name.