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…carlet of clustering flowers Cry aloud that the Winter is ended, Claim pace for the re-risen hours. The Ram in the Heavens exalted Calls War to uncover her wing ; Through skies that be hollow and vaulted Exulting the shouts of him ring : The Sign of the Spring. How hollows the heart of the heaven ! How light swells his voice for a cry ! The winter is shaken and riven, And death and the fruits of him die. W 19
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…umpet ! Lend Thou, Thou indignant, an ear ! Then—shall they not fear ? O Lord, to Thy strength in the thunder, Thy chariot-wheels in the war, We, Ireland, look upward and wonder, The Sword of Thee smiting before. In the hour of Revolt that burns nigher Each hour as it leaps to the sky, We look to Thee, Lord for Thy Fire ; We look—shall Thy Justice deny ? Well, can we not die ? But Thou, Thou shalt fall from the heaven As hail on the furious host. I see them : their legions are driven ; Their cohorts are broken and lost. 23
1901 · PDF PAGE 22
…o its tyrant, The wind ; the red thunderbolts roar ; The flame and the earthquake aspirant Leap forth as an herald before The trumpet of war. In crimson he robes him for raiment, In armour all rusted and red : Spear shakes and sword flashes, exclaimant To share in the spoil of the dead. A helmet flames forth on his forehead, Gold sparks from the forge of the stars, His shield with the Gorgon made horrid Hath blood on its bull-battled bars— Thou God of me, Mars ! He strides through the vibrating aether ; Spurns earth from His warrior feet ; Shak…
1901 · PDF PAGE 16
O melancholy ruin, that wert Greece ! What little comfort canst thou take from time ? Years pass, in shameful war or sordid peace— What god can recreate thee, the sublime ? Alas ! let Lethe roll her sleepy seas Over thy ruined clime. O piteous fallen tyranny of Spain ! What dogs are tearing at thy bowels yet ? Let thine own King, saith God, resume his reign ! Loyal and happy seasons may forget The ancient scars. Thy moon is on the wane ? Thy sun may never set ! And thou, foul oligarchy of the West, Thou, soiled with bribes and stained with trea…
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…y, thine inhospitable seas Shall ring thee round, a zodiac to thy star, And Frost, the rampart of thine iron ease, Laugh at the shock of war. Turn, Italy ! The Voice is unto Thee ! Return, poor wounded maiden, to thy home ! Thou hast well tried a spurious liberty : Thou art made captive ; let thy fancy roam To the great Mother, deeper than the sea, And fairer than the foam. O Gateway of the admirable East ! Hold fast thy Faith ! Let no man take thy Crown ! The Birds of Evil, that were keen to feast, (Fools cried) but herald thy renewed renown. …
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…s sight— I cannot see the future of thy state. Or, am I dazzled by resounding light ? I know this thing—thy future shall be great ! Come war, come revolution ! In their spite Thou mayst compel thy Fate. O German Empire ! Let thy sons beware, Not crowding sordid towns for lust of gold, Not all forgetful of the herdsman’s care, Not arming all men in an iron mould. Peaceful be thou : with watching and with prayer. But be not overbold. Fall, Austria ! In the very day and hour That reverend head that holds thee in its awe Shall sink in peace, I see …