Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CONFLICT AND PEACE, by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS Poet's Biography First Line: Strife for a quarter-century, / with nor sword-thrust, nor battle-cry Last Line: Bestowed by god. Subject(s): Peace | ||||||||
STRIFE for a quarter-century, With nor sword-thrust, nor battle-cry, Nor powder-smoke, nor victory, Nor St. John's Knight in the melee. Yet many were the conflicts hot, Of which the idle world recked naught; How dire the peril often grew God only knew. E'en to the depths of my soul rent, With wounds in hands and feet sore spent, Crushed beneath many a cruel heel, How sharp the pangs they made me feel! How I have wept and moaned and sighed, While my foe's cruel taunts replied; How to the mark each keen shaft flew, God only knew. Evening draws near, a cool breeze blows, The stress of battle feebler grows; Sometimes the lips which pain has blanched, Utter a sigh -- the blood is stanched -- Past is the anguish of the fray, A star shines with a gentle ray, Peace comes -- the path of trial trod -- Bestowed by God. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOW MANY NIGHTS by GALWAY KINNELL THE MOTTO by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON THE TRUE BEATITUDE by RUPERT BROOKE MAKING PEACE by DENISE LEVERTOV TWO SONGS OF PEACE: 1 by YEHUDA AMICHAI TWO SONGS OF PEACE: 2 by YEHUDA AMICHAI |
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