<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="center" class="head">The Giants and the Elves</h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line">It is enough to make</p><p class="line">Laughter, or tears, gush from the stone.</p><p class="line">When, in an island where.</p><p class="line">On meadow and copse, could break</p><p class="line">Chaucer, that other April; where alone</p><p class="line">Earth could conceive and bear</p><p class="line">Shakespeare, where Milton reigned on awe-</p><p class="line">some throne.</p><p class="line">And Dryden governed from more mundane</p><p class="line">chair;</p><p class="line">All perfect masters of their perfect tools,</p><p class="line">And royally skilled to take</p><p class="line">From each its utmost yield of service fair,</p><p class="line">I am put off with posturing fools</p><p class="line">Who in such presences cackle all day of Blake.</p></div></body></html> · Great War