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Show Qualclic cosa di bcstialc minnccia la gloria (lcl mondo : (‘hc il mo 531112110 rinsaldi. Come un hattcsimo, la nostro talc ni-Ilu ciriltii lntinsi, c, ci sospinga contro il torpido cd oscuro impcm. the pure scaturito dzillc uscurc culigini dcll' Asia primordialc o dcl mcdio cs'o curopco ! [littlaiL Rio/limb TRANSLATION by Florrnrr Simmonds :1 German trriter has intiwmul us that tln snldms of the Empire carry Fans! and Zarathustra in thin lino/marks. These posstssians me st'jnittmnt, jm' illephistophrlrs teas tht grand/other of Zarathustra. and the lattt‘r inlaritcdjtmn his attrrstnr that f‘hilasophiral tempn' rchirh inritrs to every kind 0/ rim/nae. II has rrmted a school in (it't'fltt v. and as set knots. so is note a fartar in thr discipline of the Imperial soldirry It is obvious that soldiers do not came to the battlrfield to take a course of literature ; they find inspiration in the moral axioms of their \‘zulc mccmn rather than in the asthettr hum/its that molar thrsr masterpierrs immortal. The litigious hair had din proof of this. and in Italians would 'tllf'f a hhr (A‘f'f'tence, if the antral Iimof'tan lint/5171s should mar t‘irtorious from th( ruthhss ran/In]. Italy tron/d become their rassal. and in all probability our country would be plundered, rat'agrd, and annihilaltd. lhli'oeredfmm the incubus of thr alhanrr, rte Italians have looked on with indignation at the torture of Belgium, a neutral country, a land of art. of culture and of industry "ith iz'hirh ft't' haw had spiritual r/lutil-ns since the period of the Ix‘tnatssanrr, a land which lilcz our men won her independence by immune sarnfirrsr But the bones of Friedrich Nietzsche, trho ward at the sight of (1 Germany sunk in pacifist shanhtr. must enilt in the grain where they lie not far from those of the Olympian Goethe ; the eporh n/ (Uttquering violence has begun ,‘ u‘e [more nor." that German culture, inspirrd by Alfi/tlnsltt‘t‘lllh! and Zarathustra, regards no boundaries ; thus. as .llephtstopheles, at the behest of the Emperor. that Benjamin ofthe Almighty, inrmted astounding! ntilitar'i' tampons. so the Teutonic genius has prepared those tenth/e engines of scar u‘hich neither fortresses, cities, public buildings, nor schools (an withstand. :lnd just a: Faust in th/ (misr nta humanitarian duamn, (nun/rd tlu fmsiruiun '1/ Inn/urns mas/nit] hr diahollra/ aid, 5n ‘H Human fvmtrrmrr f‘vwlmm tn the rn‘ihm/ malt] thr Iamtr at Imperial tum/arr], Im the r'trtlms at rrhn'h thri' [unfair to [war lint thr sn/rrrfltaty of their (ultmr, lllr'hhistnflirlrs. savs thr form, hm'nt lht‘ thunh the housl, and thr said/n ‘fl trm [war old [nu/7h ri'lnt'h n/utrmtut tht IA/‘ianitnn tr/ I'amt': By SIDNEY LOW " FROM THE BODY OF THIS DEATH " She is not dead / Although the spoiler's hand, Lies heavy as death upon her ,' though the smart Of his accurséd steel is at her heart, And scarred upon her breast his shameful brand ; Though yet the torches of the Vandal band, Smoke on her ruined fields, her trampled lanes, IIer ravaged homes and desolated fanes, She is not dead but sleeping, that wronged land. hat/vi kingdom. 'lhr trm uld f‘fttf‘ll, Ivrr'rthtr ritth a yard. rrrtr mastrd alnr (thnr filllllllli '| [fat tl rx‘nnld hr rull to hunt; Ila v/‘tuti'mutl u/ the (ind nt ‘l‘flli n/mn thwt mutton, rihn. flint: at rr rltlu. tmadtt 71mm n, all] "Hit. and (ht/dun, l"; with a :asr was not dtalt 711th ulhn h\' .lli/ihtitI/[Jhrhi nr Zarathustra. limit mnu' hr h ld than from his [time in l'aradtsr. 7hr tin/tut Itf'llllttl at thr appraarh of drath ,' man/hit;V to th! .‘lt/‘S u/ the ltrfltn's thmnr, he found that [lit nul‘h nth/ligand at (iittz'hrtt. rrhn ttt tht nitatttlmt‘ had lx'tllt‘d he! mulhu, 0 little nation, oalorous and free, Thou shalt o'erli'ee the terror and the pain ; Call baclz thy scattered children unto thee, Strong with the memory of their brothers slain, And rise from out thy charnel-house, to be Thine own immortal, radiant Self again. strangled her rhild, and dad 71f»: ntant lira/ltd by this («lily/m] run/mg. that arr/(angels the (firman solditu "HUI mnmhr thunwlms (our fraud with thaw (fatholn‘ I'lrmmz‘i, 74hr; hair rlalmtutrd their monthly, tvnttm/vlalin;v rtrtm m the sarud images If Latin art ' [thin I artdg‘lul'ilhd In th_\‘ sanihn, () htmn lit/warn, mil/Hr t/mm'hid nor rant/tashrd.' Thou dulst Us: rlflzlinst Imperial harbarisrn. "trading thtr It! the mum of innat- and (Id/tar. Hail to Illu' throughout the ages, hum Belgium / Brutality nit'nairs tln‘ glam of the timid. Allay llH' blood, hlcr [Ill/)lti‘ttlu/TIM/1H. rum um V/tlllll in Int/m rit'ilisa/imt, and spur us In! against tht dark and heavy limp/Ir. that might trell haw issmd from the gloom of primordial Asia or the medta't‘ul ages 0f limo/it: By ALICE MEYNELL THE HEROIC LANGUAGE By SIR ARTHUR PINERO To ALBERT THE BRAVE ENGLAND honours and salutes you, Sir. Inspired by your true patriotism, your splendid courage, your heroic soul, Little Belgium has become for all time Great Belgium. Betrayed, outraged, exiled, you and your people prove yourselves to be unconquerable. Such a spirit cannot be quenched. Beside it, the flames lighted by your barbarous enemy show pale and impotent. Sir, the pangs of Belgium's rebirth are terrible ; but the shrieks of travail reach the ears of a just Heaven. The hour is at hand when the cries of agony shall die down ; when the rich meadows of your new-born kingdom shall respond to the caress of the sun with a smile like the smile of an infant ; when you shall lead the remnant of your indomitable army back in triumph to witness the glory of your country's re-creation. Till that moment, When our now licing languages are " dead ," Which in the classes shall be treasured .2 Whatever her fortunes in other fields, England will know no rest, no conWhich will the masters teach ? tentment, not one particle of gladness. Kepler's, and Shakespeare's, and thy word, thy phrase, .fl/Aca J'mm Thy grammar, thou heroic, for all days, 0 little Flemish speech / Cut» ' |