Francis Burdett Thomas Coutts-Nevill Poems

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1.
The Guardian Demon

Do what we will,
One horror haunts us still,
And down the course where shines the goal
For the swift contest of the soul
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2.
To Britain: Before Her Declaration Of War

Art thou awake at last, or wilt thou sleep
Still on the downy cushions of thy sloth,
Trusting the ambient armour of the deep
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