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 272 LOUIS UNTERMEYER

Scream of the bullets' rattling mirth.

Sweeping the earth.

Laugh of the cannon's poisonous breath. . ..

And over the shouts and the wreckage and crumbling

The raucous and rumbling

Laughter of death.

Death that arises to sing, —

Hailing the Spring !

— Louis Untermeyer.

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