Peace and war An Ode. By William Allingham. Reprinted, by permission, from the "Daily News." |
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Yet not the list of mighty conquerors,Pillars of Persian or of Roman pride;
Nor savage chieftains from the Caspian shores,
Spurn'd by the queenly city ere she died;
Nor they who gleam'd the turban'd crest
Of that huge wave of war
Drawn westward by the Arabian moon,
Which in its ponderous roll had drown'd
The realm of Spain, and swept around
The Pyrenean cliffs—but soon
Burst and was shatter'd on the plains of Loire:
Nor the Great Charles: nor two that bore his name
At North and South; nor that more noisy fame
Centred in Gaul,
Which shook our hearths and temples with the news
But yesterday; no hand imperial
Hath dignified the sword, or won the thoughtful Muse.
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