WHOSE VOICE—THOSE GUNS?
A- rill the air. ;i fountain of bird song, Wli,. v !i Summer conies, h.r hand jd .Morning's gate, So, on this golden, glorious day in I-Vance, With sickening thud and leap we hear pulsate Will's horrible heart, till all the air is filled (Kadi beat, the hurtle of how tzer scivech of shell) With Midi infernal music as might seem Made of Old Satan. orchestra'd in Hell. If. i>l all crime > gainst God and Christ and .Man. The Sin ol Sins committed on this star lie hi*, who, lust-inflamed and drunk with power. Said on that August morn: "Let there be war !"• If that he -o, may mit the cannon sneak With cth.-r voice than Satan's the subline, Calm voice of Nemesis—and every gun Tiiunder God's imprecation on tint <rims? COFLSON KEKNAHAX, in the "Daily Chronicle." Pity may he akin to love, but few women have any pity for the men they marry.
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Pukekohe & Waiuku Times, Volume 5, Issue 211, 22 September 1916, Page 3 (Supplement)
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157WHOSE VOICE—THOSE GUNS? Pukekohe & Waiuku Times, Volume 5, Issue 211, 22 September 1916, Page 3 (Supplement)
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