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Great Eagle, fold your wings awhile
And turn away your eyes;
In smoke and thunder, flame and blood
Your Best and Highest dies;
And all His happy Land,
His great emprise,
A shattered wreck of ugly ruin lies.
Great Eagle, flee a little while
To some far lonely height.
There shall you watch and wait . . .
Your land is sunk in night:
All, all those cities bright
In ruins far and wide torment the night.
Oh Eagle, did you hear that shout,
That thundered triple roar?
Its clamourous echoes smote the earth
And rolled from shore to shore;
And all the glorious Dead,
Who fealty swore,
Received Him home; His earthly flight is o’er.
His fight, that made the nations shake,
And hearts and pulses leap,
Is over now. He rests. But we
Are sunk in anguish deep.
He rests,—at last. No dreams
Torture His sleep,
While grave-eyed Angel-guards their watches keep.
Great Eagle, that He worked to save,
And fought to guard,—and died,
Flee from this piteous German wreck,
In some far corner hide,
Until the Land is free
And far and wide,
Throughout the world His name is glorified!
Meanwhile, we hold the heights He won,
And keep His torch aflame;
No slothful ease for us who bear
The honour of His name.
To do His work we count
Higher than fame,
Indifferent to earthly praise or blame.
Savitri Devi, writing as Clara Sharland
From: Savitri Devi, Forever and Ever: Devotional Poems, ed. R. G. Fowler (San Francisco: Counter-Currents, 2012)
6 Comments
Some men are definitely worth this kind of devotion.
The collapse of the Third Reich was the worst disaster in human history, and according to the Great Revilo P. Oliver constituted such a calamity that the White Race may never recover from its effects. I hope that he was wrong, but I fear that he was right.
Celine:
“Stalingrad. How’s that for catharsis! The fall of Stalingrad is the finish of Europe. There was a cataclysm. The core of it all was Stalingrad. There you can say it was finished and well finished, the white civilization. “
James:
Are you referring to Louis- Ferdinand Celine, or Celine Dion? I do get confused sometimes.
@Heinrich
Ye of little faith in the White Race. The future is always open. There’s a crack in everything. That is how the light gets in.
(is it all right to a quote Canadian poet?)
The ebb and flow of currents . There is no loss in what has been gained in the quest for natural order. Imagine where things would be if it wasn’t for such heroic men, their love and loyalty and their convictions behind their passion for such earthly conquest for all of mankind. The standard of natural law has been placed transparently for all of us to hold dear to our hearts .