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Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near... See more
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The armistice aroused the poet in Arthur Jensen, who at the end found the action he had craved. Encountering the greenish carcasses of four German dead, he was prompted to imagine what these men might say to their American conquerors and wrote: We are the dividends of war; We’re what you came to Europe for. Our cause is lost; we died in vain, And
... See moreJoseph E. Persico • Eleventh Month, Eleventh Day, Eleventh Hour: Armistice Day, 1918 World War I and Its Violent Climax
An old man, I want only peace. The things of this world mean nothing. I know no good way to live and I can’t stop getting lost in my thoughts, my ancient forests. The wind that waves the pines loosens my belt.
