UNDER the stars the armies lie asleep:
Between the lines a quiet river flows
Through brakes of honeysuckle, and of rose,
And fields where poppies droop in languor deep
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Warmongering nonsense. He was son of the British Prime Minister Asquith, a war leader.
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