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 EDMUND BLUNDEN

966 The Survival

^O-DAY'S house makes to-morrow's road,

knew these heaps of stone When they were walls of grace and might, The country's honour, art's delight That over fountain'd silence show'd Fame's final bastion.

Inheritance has found fresh work,

Disunion union breeds, Beauty the strong, its difference lost, Has matter fit for flood and frost. Here's the true blood that will not shirk

Life's new-commanding needs.

With curious costly zeal, O man,

Raise orrery and ode, How shines your tower, the only one Of that especial site and stone' And even the dream's confusion can

Sustain to-morrow's road.

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