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Mars, god of war, Whom we abhor, Hath doffed his helm, And laid his lance and shield aside. He will no more Lay waste our store, Nor overwhelm Our lands beneath his crimson tide.
Peace comes anon, Now war hath gone, Her olive bough Of gentleness and quiet she brings Beneath her sway, No deadly fray Can fright us now; From battle plains the harvest springs.