Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A HYMN OF LOVE AND HATE, by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS Poet's Biography First Line: We hate war's horrible hell Last Line: For our love to come to its own. Subject(s): World War I; First World War | ||||||||
We hate war's horrible hell, The waste and the want and the woe, The burst of the blinding shell, The craft of the treacherous foe. We hate contemptible lies, We hate the murderous hand, The flaming fury that flies From the heart of a desperate land. We love the portals of peace That open and opulent shine, Fair plenty's happy increase, And brotherhood all divine. We love the bonds of the past, The Germany undistraught, And ever we hold us fast To its high and heroic thought. Our love and our hate are one, And our hate must have its day, Till the love that hate has undone Shall find its ultimate way. And only at what we hate Is the might of our passion thrown, And it never will be too late For our love to come to its own. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...D'ANNUNZIO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY 1915: THE TRENCHES by CONRAD AIKEN TO OUR PRESIDENT by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE HORSES by KATHARINE LEE BATES CHILDREN OF THE WAR by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE U-BOAT CREWS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE RED CROSS NURSE by KATHARINE LEE BATES WAR PROFITS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE UNCHANGEABLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A BATTLE SONG (WRITTEN IN THE WORLD WAR) by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS |
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