We have no quarrel with the German nation,
One would not quarrel with a flock of sheep.
But, generation after generation,
They throw up leaders who disturb our sleep.
Tags: poetry germany adolf-hitler britain 1941 germany-uk-relations
perhaps we desire death / or why is poison so sweet? / why do little Sirens make kindlier music / for a man caught in the net of the world between news-cast
Robinson JeffersTags: 1941
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