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<h3> REQUIEM </h3>
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Weep for the dead; weep for the swift slain dead,<br/>
November skies;<br/>
Too few the tears that day and night are shed<br/>
From women's eyes.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
Blow o'er them lightly with a soft caress,<br/>
Wind of the sea,<br/>
If you are tender they may miss love less—<br/>
Where e'er they be.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
Come, gentle moon, swing low your lantern light<br/>
On reddened fields,<br/>
And find the lonely harvest of the night<br/>
That battle yields.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
Banish the darkness filled with quivering dread,<br/>
Lest they should know<br/>
Some last strange horror—even they—the dead—<br/>
Sweet moon, swing low.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
Fold them at dawn, dear earth, within your arms<br/>
So safe and strong:<br/>
Hold them asleep till they forget alarms,<br/>
And woe and wrong.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
Master of Kings! If peace be bought with pain<br/>
These paid the price;<br/>
O show Thy tortured world that not in vain<br/>
Is sacrifice!<br/></p>
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