War is a great evil. We may confess that, at the start. The PeaceSociety has the argument its own way. The bloody field, the mangleddying, hoof-trampled into the reeking sod, the groans, and cries, andcurses, the wrath, and hate, and madness, the horror and the hell of agreat battle, are things no rhetoric can ever make lovely.
The poet may