Pity the planet, all joy gone
from this sweet volcanic cone;
peace to our children when they fall
in small war on the heels of small
war.


Waking Early Sunday Morning, last stanza

Robert Lowell Quotes

Pity the planet, all joy gone from this sweet volcanic cone; peace to our children when they fall in small war on the heels of small war.

Pity the planet, all joy gone from this sweet volcanic cone; peace to our children when they fall in small war on the heels of small war.

Pity the planet, all joy gone from this sweet volcanic cone; peace to our children when they fall in small war on the heels of small war.

Pity the planet, all joy gone from this sweet volcanic cone; peace to our children when they fall in small war on the heels of small war.