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Ancestral Voices Prophesying War.

There Is Small Chance Of Truth At The Goal, Where There Is Not Childlike Humility At The Starting-post.

How Like Herrings And Onions Our Vices Are In The Morning After We Have Committed Them.

In The Deepest Night Of Trouble And Sorrow God Gives Us So Much To Be Thankful For That We Need Never Cease Our Singing. With All Our Wisdom And Foresight We Can Take A Lesson In Gladness And Gratitude From The Happy Bird That Sings All Night, As If The Day Were Not Long Enough To Tell Its Joy.

Not The Poem Which We Have Read , But That To Which We Return , With The Greatest Pleasure, Possesses The Genuine Power, And Claims The Name Of Essential Poetry .