War and Love/Vicarious Atonement
VICARIOUS ATONEMENT
This is an old and very cruel god …
We will endure;
We will try not to wince
When he crushes and rends us.
We will try not to wince
When he crushes and rends us.
If indeed it is for your sakes,
If we perish or moan in torture,
Or stagger under sordid burdens
That you may live—
Then we can endure.
If we perish or moan in torture,
Or stagger under sordid burdens
That you may live—
Then we can endure.
If our wasted blood
Makes bright the page
Of poets yet to be;
If this our tortured life
Save from destruction's nails
Gold words of a Greek long dead;
Then we can endure,
Then hope,
Then watch the sun rise
Without utter bitterness.
Makes bright the page
Of poets yet to be;
If this our tortured life
Save from destruction's nails
Gold words of a Greek long dead;
Then we can endure,
Then hope,
Then watch the sun rise
Without utter bitterness.
But, O thou old and very cruel god,
Take, if thou canst, this bitter cup from us.
Take, if thou canst, this bitter cup from us.