Ella Wheeler Wilcox


Belgium


Ruined? Destroyed? Ah, no; though blood in rivers ran
Down all her ancient streets; though treasures manifold,
Love-wrought, time-mellowed, and beyond the price of gold
Are lost, yet Belgium's star shines still in God's vast plan.

Rarely have kings been great, since kingdoms first began;
Rarely have great kings been great men when all was told.
But, by the lighted torch in mailed hands, behold
Immortal Belgium's immortal king, and man. 






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