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But away in the eastern places The wind of death walked high, And a raid was driven athwart the raid, The sky reddened and the smoke swayed, And the tall grey horse went by. BUT AWAY IN THE EASTERN PLACES THE WIND OF DEATH WALKED HIGH AND A RAID WAS DRIVEN ATHWART THE RAID THE SKY REDDENED AND THE SMOKE SWAYED AND THE TALL GRAY HORSE WENT BY
e made vain, Know ye the old barbarian, The barbarian come again-- "When is great talk of trend and tide, And wisdom and destiny, Hail that undying heathen That is sadder than the sea. "In what wise men shall smite him, Or the Cross stand up again, Or charity or chivalry, My vision saith not; and I see No more; but now ride doubtfully To the battle of the plain." And the grass-edge of the great down Was cut clean as a lawn, While the levies thronged from near and far, From the warm woods of the western star, And the King went out to his last war On a tall grey horse at dawn. And news of his far-off fighting Came slowly and brokenly From the land of the East Saxons, From the sunrise and the sea. From the plains of the white sunrise, And sad St. Edmund's crown, Where the pools of Essex pale and gleam Out beyond London Town-- In mighty and doubtful fragments, Like faint or fabled wars, Climbed the old hills of his renown, Where the bald brow of White Horse Down Is close to the cold stars. RED BY DEATH AND LIFE MADE VAIN KNOW YE THE OLD BARBARIAN THE BARBARIAN COME AGAIN WHEN IS GREAT TALK OF TREND AND TIDE AND WISDOM AND DESTINY HAIL THAT UNDYING HEATHEN THAT IS SADDER THAN THE SEA IN WHAT WISE MEN SHALL SMITE HIM OR THE CROSS STAND UP AGAIN OR CHARITY OR CHIVALRY MY VISION SAITH NOT AND I SEE NO MORE BUT NOW RIDE DOUBTFULLY TO THE BATTLE OF THE PLAIN AND THE GRASS EDGE OF THE GREAT DOWN WAS CUT CLEAN AS A LAWN WHILE THE LEVIES THRONGED FROM NEAR AND FAR FROM THE WARM WOODS OF THE WESTERN STAR AND THE KING WENT OUT TO HIS LAST WAR ON A TALL GRAY HORSE AT DAWN AND THE NEWS OF HIS FAR OFF FIGHTING CAME SLOWLY AND BROKENLY FROM THE LAND OF THE EAST SAXONS FROM THE SUNRISE AND THE SEA FROM THE PLAINS OF THE WHITE SUNRISE AND SAD SAINT EDMUND'S CROWN WHERE THE POOLS OF ESSEX PALE AND GLEAM OUT BEYOND LONDON TOWN IN MIGHTY AND DOUBTFUL FRAGMENTS LIKE FAINT OR FABLED WARS CLIMBED THE OLD HILLS OF HIS RENOWN WHERE THE BOLD BROW OF THE WHITE HORSE DOWN IS CLOSE TO THE COLD STARS
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