Could beauty be beaten out,
O youth the cities have sent
to strike at each other's strength,
it is you who have kept her alight.
H.D.[pseud.] (ed. 1926)
Could beauty be beaten out,
O youth the cities have sent
to strike at each other's strength,
it is you who have kept her alight.
H.D.[pseud.] (ed. 1926)