Clash By Night

"Ah, love, let us be true

To one another! for the world, which seems

To lie before us like a land of dreams,

So various, so beautiful, so new,

Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,

Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;

And we are here as on a darkling plain

Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,

Where ignorant armies clash by night."

 

MATTHEW ARNOLD,

Dover Beach

 

I'm not troubled by the notion of a natural world shaped by evolution, as Arnold was. His words describe my feelings about American political culture and everlasting war in the mideast, though.

 

_1389s

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