 Armistice by Sophie Jewett, read for LibriVox.org by Anthony Wilson. The water sings along our keel. The wind falls to a whispering breath. I look into your eyes and feel no fear of life or death. So near is love, so far away the losing strife of yesterday. We watch the swallow skim and dip. Some magic bids the world be still. Life stands with finger upon lip. Love hath his gentle will, though hearts of blood and tears have burned. The river floweth unconcerned. We pray the fickle flag of truce still float deceitfully and fair. Our eyes must love it, sweet abuse. This hour we will not care. So just beyond tomorrow's gate, arrayed and strong the battle wait. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Armistice by Sophie Jewett, read for LibriVox.org by Colm Dragon. On our keel the wind falls to a whispering breath. I look into your eyes and feel no fear of life or death. This recording is in the public domain. Armistice by Sophie Jewett, read for LibriVox.org by Christine Blashford. The water sings along our keel. The wind falls to a whispering breath. I look into your eyes and feel no fear of life or death. So near is love so far away, the losing strife of yesterday. We watch the swallow skim and dip. Some magic bids the world be still. Life stands with finger upon lip. Love hath his gentle will. Though hearts have blood and tears have burned. The river floweth unconcerned. We pray the fickle flag of truce still float deceitfully and fair. Our eyes must love its sweet abuse this hour we will not care, though just beyond tomorrow's gate arrayed and strong the battle-weight. Armistice by Sophie Jewett, read for LibriVox.org by Caitlin Cooper. Armistice the water sings along our keel. The wind falls to a whispering breath. I look into your eyes and feel no fear of life or death. So near is love so far away, the losing strife of yesterday. We watch the swallow skim and dip. Some magic bids the world be still. Life stands with finger upon lip. Love hath his gentle will. Though hearts have blood and tears have burned. The river floweth unconcerned. We pray the fickle flag of truce still float deceitfully and fair. Our eyes must love its sweet abuse this hour we will not care, though just beyond tomorrow's gate arrayed and strong the battle-weight. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Armistice by Sophie Jewett, read for LibriVox.org by Donna Stewart, Seattle, Washington. The water sings along our keel. The wind falls to a whispering breath. I look into your eyes and feel no fear of life or death. So near is love so far away, the losing strife of yesterday. We watch the swallow skim and dip. Some magic bids the world be still. Life stands with finger upon lip. Love hath his gentle will. Though hearts have blood and tears have burned. The river floweth unconcerned. We pray the fickle flag of truce still float deceitfully and fair. Our eyes must love its sweet abuse this hour we will not care, though just beyond tomorrow's gate arrayed and strong the battle-weight. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Armistice by Sophie Jewett, read for LibriVox.org by Huijing. The water sings along our keel. The wind falls to a whispering breath. I look into your eyes and feel no fear of life or death. So near is love so far away, the losing strife of yesterday. We watch the swallow skim and dip. Some magic bids the world be still. Life stands with finger upon lip. Love hath his gentle will. Though hearts have blood and tears have burned. The river floweth unconcerned. We pray the fickle flag of truce still float deceitfully and fair. Our eyes must love its sweet abuse this hour we will not care, though just beyond tomorrow's gate arrayed and strong the battle-weight. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Armistice by Sophie Jewett, read for LibriVox.org by Jandoondoronilla. The water sings along our keel. The wind falls to a whispering breath. I look into your eyes and feel no fear of life or death. So near is love so far away, the losing strife of yesterday. We watch the swallow skim and dip. Some magic bids the world be still. Life stands with finger upon lip. Love hath his gentle will. Though hearts have blood and tears have burned. The river floweth unconcerned. We pray the fickle flag of truce still float deceitfully and fair. Our eyes must love its sweet abuse this hour we will not care, though just beyond tomorrow's gate arrayed and strong the battle-weight. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Armistice by Sophie Jewett, read for LibriVox.org by Kristen Hughes. The water sings along our keel. The wind falls to a whispering breath. I look into your eyes and feel no fear of life or death. So near is love so far away, the losing strife of yesterday. We watch the swallow skim and dip. Some magic bids the world be still. Life stands with finger upon lip. Love hath his gentle will. Though hearts have blood and tears have burned. The river floweth unconcerned. We pray the fickle flag of truce still float deceitfully and fair. Our eyes must love its sweet abuse this hour we will not care, though just beyond tomorrow's gate arrayed and strong the battle-weight. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Armistice by Sophie Jewett, read for LibriVox.org by Leanne Howlett. The water sings along our keel. The wind falls to a whispering breath. I look into your eyes and feel no fear of life or death. So near is love so far away, the losing strife of yesterday. We watch the swallow skim and dip. Some magic bids the world be still. Life stands with finger upon lip. Love hath his gentle will. Though hearts have blood and tears have burned. The river floweth unconcerned. We pray the fickle flag of truce still float deceitfully and fair. Our eyes must love its sweet abuse this hour we will not care, though just beyond tomorrow's gate arrayed and strong the battle-weight. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Armistice by Sophie Jewett. Read for LibriVox.org by Lauren Lazarus. The water sings along our keel. The wind falls to a whispering breath. I look into your eyes and feel no fear of life or death. So near is love so far away, the losing strife of yesterday. We watch the swallow skim and dip. Some magic bids the world be still. Life stands with finger upon lip. Love hath his gentle will. Though hearts have blood and tears have burned. The river floweth unconcerned. We pray the fickle flag of truce still float deceitfully and fair. Our eyes must love its sweet abuse this hour we will not care, though just beyond tomorrow's gate arrayed and strong the battle-weight. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Armistice by Sophie Jewett. Read for LibriVox.org by Megan Kunkel. The water sings along our keel. The wind falls to a whispering breath. I look into your eyes and feel no fear of life or death. So near is love so far away the losing strife of yesterday. We watch the swallow skim and dip. Some magic bids the world be still. Life stands with finger upon lip. Love hath his gentle will. Though hearts have blood and tears have burned. The river floweth unconcerned. We pray the fickle flag of truce still float deceitfully and fair. Our eyes must love its sweet abuse this hour we will not care. The just beyond tomorrow's gate arrayed and strong the battle-weight. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Armistice by Sophie Jewett. Read for LibriVox.org by Rachel Linton, Bristol, UK. The water sings along our keel. The wind falls to a whispering breath. I look into your eyes and feel no fear of life or death. So near is love so far away the losing strife of yesterday. We watch the swallow skim and dip. Some magic bids the world be still. Life stands with finger upon lip. Love hath his gentle will. Though hearts have blood and tears have burned. The river floweth unconcerned. We pray the fickle flag of truce still float deceitfully and fair. Our eyes must love its sweet abuse this hour we will not care. Though just beyond tomorrow's gate arrayed and strong the battle-weight. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Armistice by Sophie Jewett. Read for LibriVox.org by Secrets. The water sings along our keel. The wind falls to a whispering breath. I look into your eyes and feel no fear of life or death. So near is love so far away the losing strife of yesterday. We watch the swallow skim and dip. Some magic bids the world be still. Life stands with finger upon lip. Love hath his gentle will. Though hearts have blood and tears have burned. The river floweth unconcerned. We pray the fickle flag of truce still float deceitfully and fair. Our eyes must love its sweet abuse this hour we will not care. Though just beyond tomorrow's gate arrayed and strong the battle-weight. This recording is in the public domain. Armistice by Sophie Jewett. Read for LibriVox.org by Sean McGahey. DucktapeGuy.net. The water sings along our keel. The wind falls to a whispering breath. I look into your eyes and feel no fear of life or death. So near is love so far away the losing strife of yesterday. We watch the swallow skim and dip. Some magic bids the world be still. Life stands with finger upon lip. Love hath his gentle will. Though hearts have blood and tears have burned. The river floweth unconcerned. We pray the fickle flag of truce still float deceitfully and fair. Our eyes must love its sweet abuse this hour we will not care. Though just beyond tomorrow's gate arrayed and strong the battle-weight. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Armistice by Sophie Jewett. Read for LibriVox.org by Sean McGahey. The water sings along our keel. The wind falls to a whispering breath. I look into your eyes and feel no fear of life or death. So near is love so far away the losing strife of yesterday. We watch the swallow skim and dip. Some magic bids the world be still. Life stands with her finger upon lip. Love hath his gentle will. Though hearts have blood and tears have burned. The river floweth unconcerned. We pray the fickle flag of truce still float deceitfully and fair. Our eyes must love its sweet abuse this hour we will not care. Though just beyond tomorrow's gate arrayed and strong the battle-weight. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer please visit LibriVox.org. Armistice by Sophie Jewett. Read for LibriVox.org by Wes Kingston. The water sings along our keel. The wind falls to a whispering breath. I look into your eyes and feel no fear of life or death. So near is love so far away the losing strife of yesterday. We watch the swallow skim and dip. Some magic bids the world be still. Life stands with finger upon lip. Love hath his gentle will. Though hearts have blood and tears have burned. The river floweth unconcerned. We pray the fickle flag of truce still float deceitfully and fair. Our eyes must love its sweet abuse this hour we will not care. Though just beyond tomorrow's gate arrayed and strong the battle-weight.