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For papers, analysis etc, see Poets in Prison#War.
WAR Old age in the villages, Heart without a master, Love without an object, Grass, dust, a crow - And what of youth? In the grave. Dry solitary tree, Woman a log Widowed on her bed, Hate without cure - And what of youth? In the grave. Miguel Hernandez trans. Edward Lucie-Smith