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Page 123 - Radicals, but are abusive of those in authority. They are unwilling, however, to sacrifice anything or take any risks for political ends. Through them the revolution failed; they would have liked the revolution to have succeeded, but as they had not the faith of the true revolutionaries, they waited to see who would win. Selfish as it is possible to be, crass, heavy, ugly, unfaithful in marriage, unclean, impure, incapable apparently of understanding the good and the true in their neighbours and...
Page 297 - SOLDIER'S DREAM Our bugles sang truce — for the night-cloud had lowered, And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, The weary to sleep and the wounded to die.
Page 298 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank, and fiery Hun, Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave ! And charge with all thy chivalry ! Few, few, shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding sheet, And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Page 173 - FLOWER in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower — but if I could understand What you are, root and all, and all in all, I should know what God and man is.
Page 297 - The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw; And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again.
Page 178 - Son or ailé qui s'enivre d'espace. Son or planant, son or rapace. Son or vivant. Son or dont s'éclairent et rayonnent les vents. Son or que boit la terre. Par les pores de sa misère. Son or ardent, son or furtif, son or retors, Morceau d'espoir et de soleil — son or...
Page 265 - No marchaunt yit nefette outlandissh ware ; No trompes for the Werres folk ne knewe, Netowresheyeandwallesroundeorsquare. What sholde it han avayled to werreye ? Ther lay no profit, ther was no richesse ; But cursed was the tyme, I dar wel seye, That men first dide hir swety besynesse To grobbe up metal lurkyng in darknesse, And in the ryveres fyrst...
Page 92 - What is a sailor's life ? Yes, I ask God that question. Last night I was at the dim pictures (the cinematograph) and I saw how all the generals, and officers, and soldiers stood with their hats off and their heads bowed, saluting the Tsar, and the Tsar alone had his hat on, and looked around like a cock on a perch. Good to be the Tsar! Not good to be a sailor!