Poems of Purpose by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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page 43 of 78 (55%)
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We are dishonoured. Is it noble, then,
To break God's laws only by killing men To save one's country from destruction? We took no man's life but gave our chastity, And sinned the ancient sin To plant young trees and fill felled forests in. Oh, clergy of the land, Bible in hand, All reverently you stand, On holy thoughts intent While barren wives receive the sacrament! Had you the open visions you could see Phantoms of infants murdered in the womb, Who never knew a cradle or a tomb, Hovering about these wives accusingly. Bestow the sacrament! Their sins are not well known - Ours to the four winds of the earth are blown. A HOLIDAY Berlin, Germany, gave the school children a half holiday to celebrate the sinking of the Lusitania. War declares a holiday; |
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