Incipit
To Alan Seeger: Howard Phillips Lovecraft (In National Enquirer) Seeger, whose soul, with animated lyre Wak’d the dull dreamer to a manlier fire; Whose martial voice, by martial deeds sustain’d, Denounc’d the age when shameful peace remain’d; Let thy brave spirit yet among us dwell, And linger where thy form in valour fell: Proudly before th’ invader’s fury mass’d, Behold thy country’s cohorts, rous’d at last! It was not for thy mortal eye to see Columbia arm’d for right and liberty; Thine was the finer heart, that could not stay To wait for laggards in the vital fray, And ere t …
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