1914, and Other Poems

<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</SPAN></span></p> <div class="poem"><span class="i0 headstyle">II. SAFETY</span></div> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">Dear! of all happy in the hour, most blest<br/></span> <span class="i1">He who has found our hid security,<br/></span> <span class="i0">Assured in the dark tides of the world that rest,<br/></span> <span class="i1">And heard our word, 'Who is so safe as we?'<br/></span> <span class="i0">We have found safety with all things undying,<br/></span> <span class="i1">The winds, and morning, tears of men and mirth,<br/></span> <span class="i0">The deep night, and birds singing, and clouds flying,<br/></span> <span class="i1">And sleep, and freedom, and the autumnal earth.<br/></span> <span class="i0">We have built a house that is not for Time's throwing.<br/></span> <span class="i1">We have gained a peace unshaken by pain for ever.<br/></span> <span class="i0">War knows no power. Safe shall be my going,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Secretly armed against all death's endeavour;<br/></span> <span class="i0">Safe though all safety's lost; safe where men fall;<br/></span> <span class="i0">And if these poor limbs die, safest of all.<br/></span></div> </div> <hr class="large" /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />