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Rh a flood, everything was merged in a shining mirror of the uplifted sky. Still it is reassuring to notice by the dates of his poems that his landmarks were reappearing and that Germany and England are no longer just black and white. By December, 1916, he strikes truer, less complacent notes:

And later still we have:

A LISTENING POST

sun's a red ball in the oak

And all the grass is grey with dew.

Awhile ago a blackbird spoke—

He didn't know the world's askew.

Rh