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 AN EASTER ODE

1918

Inscribed in Memory of Lieutenant Edward Bedinger Mitchell

DULCE ET DECORUM EST PRO PATRIA MORI

I

Spring, thy rosy tides

O'er earth's pale shoulder glow;

From heavenly peaks, down Europe's sides,

The torrent sunbeams flow;

Across the verdure-belted zones what ceaseless seasons go!

All, all, indifferent to human woe!

The sea with corpses blossoms, as of old

On the bright Salaminian bay

Ere the gray waste, unrolled,

On the wide-wanderer's eyes flung dim Pacific spray;

Immeasurable spreads afar

The battle-tossing plain of war,

And of fair cities makes a gaunt volcanic scar;

From up-torn realms untenanted

The beasts and birds affrighted fled; 222