For England Poems written during estrangement: By William Watson |
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| II. | [II] PAST AND PRESENT |
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[II]
PAST AND PRESENT
When lofty Spain came towering up the seas
This little stubborn land to daunt and quell,
The winds of heaven were our auxiliaries,
And smote her, that she fell.
This little stubborn land to daunt and quell,
The winds of heaven were our auxiliaries,
And smote her, that she fell.
Ah, not to-day is Nature on our side!
The mountains and the rivers are our foe.
And Nature with the heart of man allied
Is hard to overthrow.
The mountains and the rivers are our foe.
And Nature with the heart of man allied
Is hard to overthrow.
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