Verse and Reverse (1921)/You Make Me Think


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1920

For every battle let us give a dance!
For every soldier's soul a gauzy thought,
And like a painted top in misty chance
Let us spin on—forgetful that we fought.

These are the days of fans and gorgeous gowns,
Emoluments of which the war was fee.
Push back those ghosts from fields and Flemish towns,
And let us worship only what we see!

—Katherine Hale


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