Poems of Alfred Noyes
|81.||The Trumpet Call||4/6/2010|
|84.||The war Widow||4/6/2010|
|85.||The Young Friar||4/6/2010|
|86.||To A Successful Man||4/6/2010|
|87.||To The R.A.F||1/3/2003|
|88.||Touchstone On A Bus||4/6/2010|
|92.||What Grandfather Said||4/6/2010|
A Prayer in Time of War
The war will change many things in art and life, and among them, it is to be hoped, many of our own ideas as to what is, and what is not, "intellectual."
Thou, whose deep ways are in the sea,
Whose footsteps are not known,
To-night a world that turned from Thee
Is waiting -- at Thy Throne.
The towering Babels that we raised
Where scoffing sophists brawl,