The Daily Missoulian. [volume] (Missoula, Mont.) 1904-1961, 1918-02-10
God bring you to a fairer place
Than even oxford town.

From the trenches comes the verse
that fires the blood; from home comes
that which tears the heart as "rhe
Spires of Oxford does Robert Frost
Not to Keep" is another example. This
poem poignantly tells Story more Bit
ter than Belgium's because ii is more
common and harder 10 bear:
Not to Keep.
They sent him back to her The let
ter came
! Saying . and she could have him
And before
den III
! Under the formal writing. he was II
her sight
Living They have him back TO her
alive
How else? They are not known to
send the dead
| And not disfigured visibly. His face
| His hands? She had to look--to ask.
| What was it ncarg' And she had
given all
| And still she had all they had they
the lucky,
Wasn't she glad now Everything
seemed won,
And all the rest for them permissible
She had 10 ask. What was it dear"
Enough
Yet not enough bullet through and
through,
High In the breast. Nothing but what
good care
And medicine and rest--and you n
week,
Can cure me of to go again" The
same
Grim giving to do over for them both.
She dared no more than ask him with
her eyes
How was 1t with him for a second trial
And with his eyes he asked her not To
ask.
They had given him back to her. but
not to keep.
tAll OF the poems which have gone
before are subject or limited TO indi-
vidnals and little groups. Where
greater range has been sought. failure
has been common. To Belgium count
less bards have dedicated labored
anostrophes. until Won kluck seems
less frightful than before. The worlds
admiration for Belgium has broken
down restraint; few Of the numberless
"odes" bear reading. The best per-
haps Is Edith Whartons "Belgium,"
notable for its avoidance Of the com
mon excuses. 1t Is.
Belgium.
ia Belgique ne regrette rien.h
Not with her ruined silver spires,
Not with her cities shamed and rent,
Perish the imperishable fires
That shape the homestead from the
tent.
Wherever men are staunch and free.
There shall she keep her fearless state,
And homeless. to great nations be
The home OF all, that makes them
great.
The Russian revolution has Jared
better than Belgium. John Galsworthy
has well sung .'thc wind In the world"
which is the new Russia in his:
Russia. America.
A wind In the world. The dark de-
parts;
The chains now rust that crushed
mems flesh and bones,
Feet tread no more the widowed
prison stones,
And slavery is lifted from your hearts.
A wind in the world. o company
OF darkened Russia, watching long
in vain,
Now shall you see the cloud of Rus
sia's pain
Go shrinking out across a summer
sky.
4 wind in the world. Our God shall be
In all the future, no kingly dol:
Decked out with dreadful sceptre.
steel and stole,
But walk the earth-a man. in Charity.
4 wind In the world, And doubts are
blown ... -s. -4. ~s
To dhst along, and the old stars
come forth
Stars of a creed to Pilgrim Faith
ers' worth r.
4 field of broken spears and flower.
str0wn.
4 wind in the world, No truaney
From the true self IL ended: to her
part a.a
Stsadfast again she moves. and from
her heart
a great America cries: Death to Tyr
aRnyl 7 r.
! wind In the world, And We have come
Together. sea by sea: in all the lands
Vision doth move at last. and Free
dom stands
With Frightened wings and smiles and
beckons home.
In all this nothing of wars horrors
The biasphemy OF an undreamed- of
destruction has found comparatively
little attention among poets occupied
with the nobiiities Of the war. And
the horrible adventures Of men in the
hell Of war have been sung less often
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