A. D. Nineteen Hundred

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Title:     A. D. Nineteen Hundred
Author: Madison Julius Cawein [More Titles by Cawein]

War and Disaster, Famine and Pestilence,
Vaunt-couriers of the Century that comes,
Behold them shaking their tremendous plumes
Above the world! where all the air grows dense
With rumors of destruction and a sense,
Cadaverous, of corpses and of tombs
Predestined; while,--like monsters in the glooms,--
Bristling with battle, shadowy and immense,
The Nations rise in wild apocalypse.--
Where now the boast Earth makes of civilization?
Its brag of Christianity?--In vain
We seek to see them in the dread eclipse
Of hell and horror, all the devastation
Of Death triumphant on his hills of slain.

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Madison Julius Cawein's poem: A. D. Nineteen Hundred

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