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" WAR I abhor, And yet how sweet The sound along the marching street Of drum and fife; and I forget Wet eyes of widows, and forget Broken old mothers, and the whole Dark butchery without a soul. "
Swords and Ploughshares Or the Supplanting of the System of War by the ... - Page 181
by Lucia Ames Mead - 1912 - 249 pages
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The Christian Doctrine of Peace

James Hastings - 1922 - 320 pages
...theirs — the honour due to men who endure without talk or swagger horrors we shall never know of.1 War I abhor, And yet how sweet The sound along the marching street Of drum and fife ! And I forget Wet eyes of widows, and forget Broken old mothers, and the whole Dark butchery without a soul. Without...
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The Oral Study of Literature

Algernon de Vivier Tassin - 1923 - 456 pages
...manufacture of Philistines? MATTHEW ABNOLD — The Function Of Criticism 363. THE ILLUSION OF WAR WAB I abhor, And yet how sweet The sound along the marching street Of drum and fife; and I forget Wet eyes of widows, and forget Broken old mothers, and the whole Dark butchery without a soul. Without...
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A Study of International Government

Jessie Wallace Hughan - 1923 - 426 pages
...rhythm, color and sound, until the aesthetic impulses become wholly enlisted in the service of war. War I abhor And yet how sweet The sound along the marching street Of drum or fife, and I forget Broken old mothers, and the whole Dark butchering without a soul. — The Illusions...
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Elbert Hubbard's Scrap Book: Containing the Inspired and Inspiring ...

Elbert Hubbard - 1923 - 252 pages
...meanness, baseness, servility, and cruel indifference to suffering in order to enjoy a miserable War I do abhor; And yet how sweet The sound along the marching street Of drum or fife, and I forget Broken old mothers, and the whole Dark butchering without a soul. Without a soul...
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Elbert Hubbard's Scrap Book: Containing the Inspired and Inspiring ...

Elbert Hubbard - 1923 - 284 pages
...— George Bernard Shaw. I WAS passing along the street when a beggar, a decrepit old man, War I do abhor; And yet how sweet The sound along the marching street Of drum or fife, and I forget Broken old mothers, and the whole Dark butchering without a soul. Without a soul...
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The Speaker, Volume 4

1925 - 582 pages
...; Having kissed the woman And left her — dead. J» J* * Illusions of War BY RICHARD LAGALLIENNE. I abhor, And yet how sweet The sound along the marching street Or drum and fife! And I forget War Broken old mothers, and the whole Dark butchery without a soul....
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Industrial Pioneer

1924 - 644 pages
...there is no other way out: Either renew or perish. THE END The Illusion of War By RICHARD LE GALLIENNE WAR I abhor, and yet how sweet The sound along the marching street Of drum and fife, and I forget Wet eyes of widows, and forget Broken old mothers, and the whole Dark butchery without a soul. Without...
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The New Patriotism: Poems of World Brotherhood

1927 - 152 pages
...Richard Lc Gallienne. We should all know his powerful poem, The Illusion of War, the poem beginning: "War I abhor, And yet how sweet The sound along the marching street Of drum and fife; and I forget Wet eyes of widows, and forget Broken old mothers, and the whole Dark butchery without a soul." I have...
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Sermons for Reviving, on the Table Talk of the Master

Louis Albert Banks - 1928 - 168 pages
...cruel war! Richard LeGallienne brings this out in bold relief in his poem, " The Illusions of War " : "War I abhor And yet how sweet The sound along the marching street Of drum and fife! And I forget Wet eyes of widows, and forget Broken old mothers, and whole Dark butchery without a soul. " Without...
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Bulletin

1913 - 908 pages
...powers, And gathering all the fruits of peace and crown 'd with all her flowers. ILLUSIONS OF WAR. War I abhor And yet how sweet The sound along the marching street Of drum and fife! And I forget Wet eyes of widows, and forget Broken old mothers, and the whole Dark butchery without a soul. Without...
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