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IGNOBLE EASE
Never henceforth, O England, nevermore
Prate thou of generous effort, righteous aim,
Whose shame is that thou knowest not thy shame!
Summer hath passed, and Autumn's threshing-floor
Been winnowed; Winter at Armenia's door
Snarls like a wolf; and still the sword and flame
Sleep not; thou only sleepest; and the same
Cry unto heaven ascends as heretofore;
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And roused by no divinely beckoning Wraith,
Stirred by no clarion blowing loud and wide,
Lost in ignoble ease, behold thy sons,
Sitting among the shards of broken faith,
And by the ruins of forgotten pride.
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