With long—drawn—out, decrepit, verbose, empty ceremony.
Of International Law—
The Will of Power.
Of nations, swearing by the “Prince of Peace”
Continuing to fortify with great and greater guns,
Mobilizing husbands to defeat husbandry;
Bedecking them with gilt without,
Stuffing vanity and pompousness within.
But, if you see through the roseate glass,
Of swaggering optimism