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Sydney Thompson Dobell (Сидней Томпсон Добелл)


Liberty To M. Le Diplomate


Thou fool who treatest with the sword, and not
With the strong arm that wields it! Thou insane
Who seest the dew-drops on the lion's mane,
But dost forget the lion! Oh thou sot,
Hugging thy drunken dream! Thou idiot
Who makest a covenant against the rain
With autumn leaves! Thou atheist who dost chain
This miserable body that can rot,
And thinkest it Me! Fool! for the swordless arm
Shall strike thee dead. Madman, the lion wakes,
And with one shake is dry. Sot, the day breaks
Shall sober even thee. Idiot, one storm
And thou art bare. Atheist, the corse is thine,
But lo, the unfettered soul immortal and divine! 



Sydney Thompson Dobell's other poems:
  1. Home In War-Time
  2. Good-Night In War-Time
  3. The Botanist's Vision
  4. A Musing On A Victory
  5. To James Y. Simpson


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