Chapter 11
THE LYRIC IN PARTICULAR
"O hearken, love, the battle-horn! The triumph clear, the silver scorn! O hearken where the echoes bring. Down the grey disastrous morn, Laughter and rallying!" WILLIAM VAUGHN MOODY
THE LYRIC IN PARTICULAR
"O hearken, love, the battle-horn! The triumph clear, the silver scorn! O hearken where the echoes bring. Down the grey disastrous morn, Laughter and rallying!" WILLIAM VAUGHN MOODY