SPLEEN AND IDEAL
<S> t - Facing the twelve steel rifle-barrels he Stood smilingly; rose cheek, blue eye, gold hair Warmed with their blossoms of gay purity The sombre fitness of the barrack square.
He thought of radiant talks in one old wood Where angels flower-strewed him to his goal; He thought of all he read; and as he stood A smile tripped down the violin of his soul.
When in the pallor of the guns he saw A taut-strung virgin Ireland, aye, ; he smiled At that wide Empire where there was no flaw. But when he saw the worn shoes of a child"
A sob untuned the violin of his heart. % Then roared the rifles: what thou art thou art. ; —Peter O'Brien, in Studies...
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New Zealand Tablet, 10 March 1921, Page 7
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124SPLEEN AND IDEAL New Zealand Tablet, 10 March 1921, Page 7
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