We have now won two world-wars, neither of which concerned us, we were
We have levelled the powers
Of Europe, that were the powers of the world, into rubble and
We have won two wars and a third is comming.
This one--will not be so easy.
We were at ease while the powers of the
world were split into factions: we've changed that.
We have enjoyed fine dreams; we have dreamed of unifying the world; we
are unifying it--against us.
Two wars, and they breed a third.
Now gaurd the beaches, watch the
north, trust not the dawns.
Probe every cloud.
Fortress America may yet for a long time stand, between the
east and the west, like Byzantium.
--As for me: laugh at me.
I agree with you.
It is a foolish business to
see the future and screech at it.
One should watch and not speak.
And patriotism has run the world through
so many blood-lakes: and we always fall in.
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