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I looked here;

I looked there;

Nowhere could I see my love.

And--this time--

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IN MEMORY OF KIFFIN ROCKWELL

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Edgar Lee Masters·1868–1950
* * * * Eagle, whose fearlessFlight in vast spacesClove the inane,While we stood tearless,White with rapt facesIn wonder and pain. ... Heights could not awe you,Depths could not stay you.Anguished we saw you,Saw Death way-lay youWhere the storm flingsBlack clouds to thickenRound France's defender!Archangel strickenFrom ramparts of splendor--Shattered your wings! ... But Lafayette called you,Rochambeau beckoned.Duty enthralled you.For France you had reckonedHer gift and your debt.Dull hearts could hardenHalf-gods could palter.For you never pardonIf Liberty's altarYou chanced to forget. ... Stricken archangel!Ramparts of splendorKeep you, evangelOf souls who surrenderNo banner unfurledFor ties ever living,Where Freedom has bound them.Praise and thanksgivingFor love which has crowned them--Love frees the world! ...