| 1925 - 582 pages
...butchery without a soul. Without a soul — save this bright drink Of heady music, sweet as death ; And even my peace-abiding feet Go marching with the marching street; For yonder, yonder, goes the fife., And what care I for human life! The tears fill my astonished eyes, And my full... | |
| Louis Albert Banks - 1928 - 168 pages
...butchery without a soul. " Without a soul — save this bright drink Of heavy music, sweet as death; And even my peace-abiding feet Go marching with the marching street; For yonder, yonder, goes the fife, And what care I for human life? " The tears fill my astonished eyes, And my... | |
| 1913 - 874 pages
...butchery without a soul. Without a soul — save this bright drink Of heavy music, sweet as death; And even my peace-abiding feet Go marching with the marching street; For yonder, yonder, goes the fife, And what care I for human life? The tears fill my astonished eyes, And my full... | |
| 1913 - 908 pages
...butchery without a soul. Without a soul — save this bright drink Of heavy music, sweet as death; And even my peace-abiding feet Go marching with the marching street; For yonder, yonder, goes the fife, And what care I for human life? The tears fill my astonished eyes, And my full... | |
| Illinois State Bar Association - 1914 - 512 pages
...old mothers, and the whole ' Dark butchery without a soul. Without a soul — save this bright drink Of heady music, sweet as hell; And even my peace-abiding...Go marching with the marching street, For yonder, yonder goes the flfe, And what care I for human life! The tears fill my astonished eyes, And my full... | |
| David Starr Jordan - 1912 - 182 pages
...old mothers, and the whole Dark butchering without a soul. Without a soul — save this bright drink Of heady music, sweet as hell ; And even my peace-abiding feet Go marching with the marching feet, For yonder, yonder goes the fife, And what care I for human life ! The tears fill my astonished... | |
| United States. Office of Education - 1913 - 1072 pages
...butchery without a soul. Without a soul — save this bright drink Of heavy music, sweet as death; And even my peace-abiding feet Go marching with the marching street; For yonder, yonder, goes the fife, And what care I for human life? The tears fill my astonished eyes. And my full... | |
| 1928 - 522 pages
...Dark butchery without a soul. Without a soul— save this bright drink Of heady music, sweet as death; And even my peace-abiding feet Go marching with the marching street! For yonder, yonder goes the fife, And what care I for human life? The tears fill my astonished eyes, And my full... | |
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