When thinking about wars, the bombing and shelling and fancy weapons... Yeats comes to mind a lot...
These are the clouds
THESE are the clouds about the fallen sun,
The majesty that shuts his burning eye:
The weak lay hand on what the strong has done,
Till that be tumbled that was lifted high
And discord follow upon unison,
And all things at one common level lie.
...
These are the clouds about the fallen sun,
The majesty that shuts his burning eye.
Success
TOIL and grow rich,
What's that but to lie
With a foul witch
And after, drained dry,
To be brought
To the chamber where
Lies one long sought
With despair.
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> THESE are the clouds about the fallen sun,
The majesty that shuts his burning eye:
The weak lay hand on what the strong has done,
Till that be tumbled that was lifted high
And discord follow upon unison,
And all things at one common level lie.
...
These are the clouds about the fallen sun,
The majesty that shuts his burning eye.
#空爆 #戦争 #Biden #Putin #War #Bombers #Weapons
https://www.sacred-texts.com/neu/yeats/lpy/lpy075.htm
