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In Time of ‘The Breaking of Nations’
Only a man harrowing clods
In a slow, silent walk
with an old horse that stumbles and nods
Half asleep as they stalk.
Only thin smoke without flame
From the heaps of couch grass;
Yet this will go onward the same
Though Dynasties pass.
Yonder a maid and her wight
Come whispering by:
War’s annals will cloud into night
Ere there story die.
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“Thou art my battle axe and weapons of war: for with thee I will break in pieces the nations, and with …