The Triumph
When life was a cobweb of stars for Beauty who came In the whisper of leaves or a bird's lone cry in the glen, On dawn-lit hills and horizons girdled with flame I sought for the triumph that troubles the faces of men. With death in the terrible flickering gloom of the fight I was cruel and fierce with despair; I was naked and bound; was stricken: and Beauty returned through the shambles of night; In the faces of men she returned; and their triumph I found.
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"When life was a cobweb of stars for Beauty who came..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Siegfried Loraine Sassoon delivers a powerful performance in "The Triumph"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...