Robert Haven Schauffler Poems
- 1. The White Comrade
Under our curtain of fire,
Over the clotted clods,
We charged, to be withered, to reel
And despairingly wheel
... - 2. Scum O' The Earth
I
At the gate of the West I stand,
On the isle where the nations throng.
... - 3. Earth's Easter
Earth has gone up from its Gethsemane,
And now on Golgotha is crucified;
The spear is twisted in the tortured side;
The thorny crown still works its cruelty.
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