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POEMS OF THE GREAT WAR


IV

As when the shadow of the sun's eclipse
 Sweeps on the earth, and spreads a spectral air,
 As if the universe were dying there,
On continent and isle the darkness dips,
Unwonted gloom, and on the Atlantic slips;
 So in the night the Belgian cities flare
 Horizon-wide; the wandering people fare
Along the roads, and load the fleeing ships.


And westward borne that planetary sweep,
 Darkening o'er England and her times to be,
Already steps upon the ocean-deep!
 Watch well, my country, that unearthly sea,
Lest when thou thinkest not, and in thy sleep,
  for war, that gloom enshadow thee!