In wantonness o’erthrown.
There’s nothing left to-day
But steel and fire and stone.
“Once more we hear the word
That sickened earth of old—
‘No law except the sword,
Unsheathed and uncontrolled.’”
In wantonness o’erthrown.
There’s nothing left to-day
But steel and fire and stone.
“Once more we hear the word
That sickened earth of old—
‘No law except the sword,
Unsheathed and uncontrolled.’”