Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл)

To Conscripts

 "Compel them to come in." — ST. LUKE'S GOSPEL

You "made a virtue of necessity"
    By divine sanction; you, the loth, the grey,
The random, gentle, unconvinced; O be
    The crowned!—you may, you may.

You, the compelled, be feasted! You, the caught,
    Be freemen of the gates that word unlocks!
Accept your victory from that unsought,
    That heavenly paradox.

1. The Threshing Machine
2. Veni Creator
3. Winter Trees on the Horizon
4. To Antiquity
5. Christmas Night

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