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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  The New Poetry: An Anthology.  1917.
296. Ballad for Gloom
By Ezra Pound
FOR God, our God, is a gallant foe
That playeth behind the veil.
I have loved my God as a child at heart
That seeketh deep bosoms for rest,
I have loved my God as maid to man—        5
But lo, this thing is best:
To love your God as a gallant foe
                that plays behind the veil,
To meet your God as the night winds meet
                beyond Arcturus’ pale.        10
I have played with God for a woman,
I have staked with my God for truth,
I have lost to my God as a man, clear-eyed—
  His dice be not of ruth.
For I am made as a naked blade,        15
  But hear ye this thing in sooth:
Who loseth to God as man to man
  Shall win at the turn of the game.
I have drawn my blade where the lightnings meet
  But the ending is the same:        20
Who loseth to God as the sword blades lose
  Shall win at the end of the game.
For God, our God, is a gallant foe
                that playeth behind the veil.
Whom God deigns not to overthrow        25
                hath need of triple mail.


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