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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.