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 | Michael Villiers, Idealist |  |
‘The world has grown too wise for patriotism!’
Said a young beardless, narrow-shouldered man,
Bred on a lustre or two of narrow thought
Which deemed itself the broadest of the day:
He called himself a cosmopolitan.
Said a young beardless, narrow-shouldered man,
Bred on a lustre or two of narrow thought
Which deemed itself the broadest of the day:
He called himself a cosmopolitan.
And Michael Villiers smiled, and answered him;
‘Perhaps! then let us be behind our time;
A whit more foolish than our fellows are;
And love the land that bore us best of all!’
‘Perhaps! then let us be behind our time;
A whit more foolish than our fellows are;
And love the land that bore us best of all!’
| Michael Villiers, Idealist | |