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To-day I keep a feast, with red and white -- / The red blood and the snow-white innocence / Of little souls who had their recompense / Before they learned the horrors of the fight.
I see them running in their gardens gay, / They snatch the colours of the rainbow's flame, / And throw the stars about in childish game, / And pull the clouds to pieces for their play.