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THE WHITE PALL OF PEACE
“There have been heavy falls of snow in various parts of
the country. . . . The average depth of the snow is six inches.”
—Telegrams from Pretoria and Capetown, June 14th.
I
Over the peaceful veldt,Silently, snowflakes fall!
Silently, slow, unfelt,
Cover the Past with a pall!
II
Brave brother Boers, let us hieTo your and our brothers dead;
Over the spot where they lie
Tears, yours and ours, be shed!
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III
Underneath turf, cross, and stoneCombat and discord be husht!
Blest be the heroes unknown,
Blest be their deeds and dust.
IV
Now that the war-clamours cease,And silently snowflakes fall,
Give we the kiss of Peace,
And one Flag be the Flag of us all!
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