The Return
I heard the rumbling guns. I saw the smoke, The unintelligible shock of hosts that still, Far off, unseeing, strove and strove again: And Beauty flying naked down the hill. From morn to eve: and then stern night cried Peace! And shut the strife in darkness; all was still. Then slowly crept a triumph on the dark-- And I heard Beauty singing up the hill.
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"I heard the rumbling guns. I saw the smoke,..."
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