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THE LITTLE GIRL WEEPING.
Oh, why are you not at your play?
Your eyes with weeping are blind,
Who a moment ago were as gay
As a daffodil tossed by the wind.
Your eyes with weeping are blind,
Who a moment ago were as gay
As a daffodil tossed by the wind.
“On the road was a river of men
All flashing along in the sun,
With cheering and cheering again,
And everyone carried a gun.
All flashing along in the sun,
With cheering and cheering again,
And everyone carried a gun.
“An old man was shaking his head
As the men in yellow passed by:
I asked where they went, and he said
‘Little maid, they are going to die.’
As the men in yellow passed by:
I asked where they went, and he said
‘Little maid, they are going to die.’
“On a faraway battle field where
The killing of men never ceased,
Where death was a blaze in the air
That tore like the claws of a beast,
The killing of men never ceased,
Where death was a blaze in the air
That tore like the claws of a beast,
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“Oh, why must they go there to die?
Could the kings not bid them to stay?
Would God take His stars from the sky
And trample them out in the clay?
Could the kings not bid them to stay?
Would God take His stars from the sky
And trample them out in the clay?
“The Earth is all cold and unlit
That seemed as kind as a mother,
And now it's a horrible pit
Where wild beasts tear at each other.”
That seemed as kind as a mother,
And now it's a horrible pit
Where wild beasts tear at each other.”
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