So Many Blood-Lakes

We have now won two world-wars, neither of which concerned us, we were slipped in.

We have leveled the

Of Europe, that were the powers of the world, into rubble and dependence.

We have won two wars and a third is coming.

This one—will not be so easy.

We were at ease while the powers of the world were split into factions: we've changed that.

We have enjoyed fine dreams; we have dreamed of unifying the world; we are unifying it—against us.

Two wars, and they breed a third.

Now guard the beaches, watch the north, trust not the dawns.

Probe every cloud.

Build power.

Fortress America may yet for a long time stand, between the east and the west, like Byzantium.—As for me: laugh at me.

I agree with you.

It is a foolish business to see the future and screech at it.

One should watch and not speak.

And patriotism has run the world through so many blood-lakes: and we always fall in.