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Excerpt from Man-O-War Rhymes You men of that unfathomed wild: Where goes no man unreconciled To wrestle with the destinies Ordained upon the seven seas; As one who holds your ills at heart, Has lived of your strange life a part, To you, of every clime and clan, Here I would speak, as man to man; Men hailed from forecastle and poop, On yacht and schooner, bark and sloop, On liner, merchantman and brig, Split-s'l, cat, yawl and full-rig; On gun-boat, cruiser, man o' war - These simple rhymes were written for. I would that each befitting line Might be a tiny, lasting shrine To all your noble, roving kind - And to their deeds I've had in mind. The men who've sniffed the deep sea air; Who've braved the seas with poles stripped bare; Who've heard the free screws pound and race; Who've felt the salt sprays lash the face; Who've lost the lights of shoal and beach, And sailed where lead could never reach About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

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Excerpt from War Rhymes The reader of this booklet is not expected to agree with everything in it. The rhymes express only the impressions made on the writer at the time by the varied incidents and conditions arising out of the great war, and some of them did not apply when circum stances changed. They have been printed as written, how ever, and, if they serve no other purpose, may at least help us to recall some things that too soon have nearly passed out of our minds. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from War Rhymes and Peace Poems I am the unvanquished king, and the proof Of my prowess is the history Of mankind, even from the beginning. My yoke is the yoke of hardship. My guerdon is the power of pride. My victory is the victory Of the vultures. I defy humanity, progress, law, religion and love; yet my hand holds the hearts of men in a grip invincible. The motherhood of man is made as nothing, for the best be loved are my surest prey. The lust for daring deeds and glowing visions of glory are the food I feed them from the day of their birth. They answer my call with shouting and singing. Their ears are deaf to the moans of mother love, and their hearts are filled with the venom Of hate. A nation is born, it groweth up and. Its strength multiplies. Its granaries overflow with the fruits Of the field, its treasuries groan with riches; but to what avail? In a single night all is laid low when I command, and the Demon of Desolation dwells in the House of Happiness. I am the Preventer Of Progress, the Curse Of Contentment, the Nemesis of the Nations. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.