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Thou didst take from us all, that was ours to take,
Our simple hearts, full of dreams and beauty,
Our strength, our freedom, our faith, peaceful and assuaging.
"Campaigns Against the Ego" (1900).
2. TEMPEST.
Roar, spring-tide tempest! Bellow, din,
Thy thousand hoofs shall clatter!
Roar on in sorrow, headstrong grief,—
Thy woe is a goodly matter.
Spur on the clouds and trample the wood,
Canter over the river.
Dazingly every buffet of thine
In my every vein shall quiver.
As brothers we sink to watery depths
From heaven at our sorrow's lashing.
Destroying and rending, leap by leap,
Brothers akin we are crashing,—
And we know not whither and why.
"Anguish and Hope" (1912).
