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In the dark autumn of 1914 the City sprang up almost in a night, / as if by enchantment.
It was white magic that called it into being -- the deep, quiet, / strong impulse of compassion and protection that moved the motherly / heart of Holland when she saw the hundreds of thousands of Belgian / fugitives pouring out of their bleeding, ravaged land, and running, / stumbling, creeping on hands and knees, blindly, instinctively / turning to her for safety and help.