When I was in the school choir we sang a song which I think was part of A Shropshire Lad by A. E. Housman. The only line In remember for certain was "Sunlit pallets never thrive, Morn's abed and daylight slumber, were not meant for man alive". I have found the poem, it is Reveille, but I cannot find the choral setting. It may be a long shot, but do any of you who sing in a choir know of it? If you do, I would dearly love to hear it again.
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