The Poetry,
Prose and Quotes of JMS and Other Writers
Edited by Jimmy Boom Semtex
Row upon row they stood to sing,
A thousand at a word.
And loud arose, "God Save the King".
But as I watched and heard
The upturned faces in the light
of the early afternoon,
Reminded me of the crosses of white
beneath a silent moon.
From 'Casting Off' (1939) Enoch Powell.
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