<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="center" class="head">"When There is Peace"</h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">"When there is Peace our land no more</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">Will be the land we knew of yore."</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Thus do our facile seers foretell</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">The truth that none can buy or sell</p><p class="line">And e'en the wisest must ignore.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">When we have bled at every pore,</p><p class="line">Shall we still strive for gear and store?</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Will it be Heaven? Will it be Hell,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:7%">When there is Peace?</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">This let us pray for, this implore:</p><p class="line">That all base dreams thrust out at door,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">We may in loftier aims excel</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">And, like men waking from a spell,</p><p class="line">Grow stronger, nobler, than before,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:7%">When there is Peace.</p></div><p class="byline">Austin Dobson</p></body></html> · Great War