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The Zeppelin Armada

by Jessie Pope

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Drawing the boundary…

Bereft

by Philip Bourke Marston

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Drawing the boundary…

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The Zeppelin Armada

by Jessie Pope

To-day, since Zeppelins are in the air,
And folks glance skywards as they go their ways,
Let us hark back a bit to an affair
That happened in Queen Bess's sturdy days,
When the Armada, backed by Spanish lust—
A fleet that floating palaces resembled—
Sailed proudly forth to crush us in the dust,
While all the tremulous in England trembled.

What was the fate of those unwieldy craft?
Our little frigates made of British oak
Harassed the mighty galleons fore and aft,
Handy to strike and shun the counterstroke.
The Great Invasion ended in defeat.
No more could Philip play the part of mocker,
The rout of the Armada was complete,
And down it went to Davy Jones's locker.

What frigates did in 1558
May be repeated in the air to-day,
When clumsy Zeppelins may meet their fate
From aeroplanes that sting and dart away.
A well-equipped and handy air patrol
Would circumvent an aerial attack.
If London is to be the Zeppes' goal,
It's up to us to see they don't go back!

Bereft

by Philip Bourke Marston

I will not mock thy memory, most dear, 
By striving to describe what soul was thine, 
A soul which never more shall look on mine. 
I cannot talk of any higher sphere, 
Nor can I make the utter darkness clear; 
I know no God, I worship at no shrine; 
I only bow before thy life divine! 
I will not tell of voices that I hear; 

I will not tell of secret bitter tears; 
I will not tell of desolated years; 
Of sunless springs that come to ravaged lands; 
Of altered seas that break on altered strands: 
My heart has only room this thing to know, — 
Thou once wast with me, and thou art not now. 

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