The Soldier and the Sword of Light.

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The Soldier and the Sword of Light.

THE SOLDIER: I feel you trembling at my side, My joy of steel, thou warrior's bride! Flash out! The charging squadrons wheel,

The peers of battle clutch and reel, Wrapt in the carnage of the rout, We'll gasp our hot, short hymen out THE SWORD:

Unhand mc! Whisht! Importunate! You never read my soul aright. Reflection is my loveliness. The burnished, stainless sword of light Must pierce your heart of ancient night

With all-surpassing beams of peace. Oh, lay mc aWn and love mc less. —S. Fournier,

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Maoriland Worker, Volume 3, Issue 87, 8 November 1912, Page 7

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