Truly, This World Can Go On Without

O Beautiful, Awful Summer Day, What Hast Thou Given, What Taken Away?

Gorgeous Flowerets In The Sunlight Shining, Blossoms Flaunting In The Eye Of Day, Tremulous Leaves, With Soft And Silver Lining, Buds That Open Only To Decay.

Peace! And No Longer From Its Brazen Portals The Blast Of War's Great Organ Shakes The Skies! But Beautiful As Songs Of The Immortals, The Holy Melodies Of Love Arise.

Even Cities Have Their Graves!

The Hooded Clouds, Like Friars, Tell Their Beads In Drops Of Rain.