Misdoubts or threatenings?

A soldier-lad in his red coat

Show'd up then as he past

Like a lamplighted fishing-boat

Lonely in the vast.

An aeroplane in middle sky

Might bring us to our doors,

To see her like a dragon-fly

Droning as she soars.

Long before you see her come

You can hear her throbbing,

Far, far away like a distant drum,

Near, like a thresher sobbing.

Ah, in those days of wonderment,

Wonder and delight,

No thought we spent what murder meant,

Horror in the night;

Or how a hidden dreadful plan

Like a fingering weed

Was growing up in the mind of man

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