< War and Love
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PART I
War
"They said that this mystery never shall cease:
The priest promotes war, and the soldier peace.'
Blake.
PROEM
Out of this turmoil and passion,
This implacable contest,
This vast sea of effort,
I would gather something of repose,
Some intuition of the inalterable gods,
Some Attic gesture.
Each day I grow more restless,
See the austere shape elude me,
Gaze impotently upon a thousand miseries
And still am dumb.
May, 1917
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