Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE TRUCE, by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE


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THE TRUCE, by            
First Line: I have no feuds with warring life. We are
Last Line: Be lost forever to a world of men.
Subject(s): Netherlands; Holland; Dutch People


I HAVE no feuds with warring life. We are
As peaceful as two children fast asleep;
The silence settles 'twixt us, broad and deep,
Our truce was witnessed by the northern star;
For years his barriers have been no bar
To any quest of mine. My pulses leap
From sense of happy freedom, yet I keep
A stealthy watch upon him, near and far,
For in one moment he may, tiger-like,
Spring swiftly at my heart-chords ere I ken
The mystery of his motives, and may strike
So deep a wound I shall not rise again,
But as the old Dutch town, when broke the dike,
Be lost forever to a world of men.





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