xt7qjq0stw34_4029 https://exploreuk.uky.edu/dipstest/xt7qjq0stw34/data/mets.xml https://exploreuk.uky.edu/dipstest/xt7qjq0stw34/data/1997ms474.dao.xml unknown archival material 1997ms474 English University of Kentucky The physical rights to the materials in this collection are held by the University of Kentucky Special Collections Research Center.  Contact the Special Collections Research Center for information regarding rights and use of this collection. W. Hugh Peal manuscript collection Amélie Rives Troubetzkoy typescript poem, Whom the Gods Love text 43.94 Cubic Feet 86 boxes, 4 oversize boxes, 22 items Poor-Good Peal accession no. 11453. Amélie Rives Troubetzkoy typescript poem, Whom the Gods Love 2017 https://exploreuk.uky.edu/dipstest/xt7qjq0stw34/data/1997ms474/Box_39/Folder_80/Multipage13727.pdf 1917 August 7 1917 1917 August 7 
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 section false xt7qjq0stw34_4029 xt7qjq0stw34 WHOM THE GODS LOVE

 

"The Flower of England perished in this War"

I

Shall we then downcast fare with mournful eyes,
Wear veils of Cyprus, swaths ourselves in black,
Because those high-hearted Venturers came not back
To homely solace, from their great emprise!
Shall we, made small by sorrow, send regret
To dog their radiant course, who now are eped
On errands of immortality and fled
Beyond our finitude of toil and fret?

Shall we not rather, knowing them so far
From all that racks us,— safe from grief and time's
Intolerable familiarities
With tme shuddering flesh and spirit — like a star
Of gladness set their memory that sublimes
All sorrow, in our night of agonies.

II

For could they choose, be sure they'd not return!
Nor love, nor fame could lure them who have lnown
The ravishment of the Spirit gladly blown
By winds of perilous purpose to the bourne
of wild, exultant, ultimate escape,
From beggaring Life, and Death's largesse have taken,
In glory of youth, in Splendour of wills unshaken,
These rode down time and left Old Age a-gape.

Think you they would come back, they who have wrung

The honey and gall from life in one great hour?

Who have been given the Freedom of God's City?
Triumphant be their dirge who were the flower

Of mourning England — Shame them not with pity.

Whom the Gods love die young: — die young: — die young:

Amelie Rives

(Princess Troubetzkoy)

7th August 1917