An Anthology of Czechoslovak Literature/Revolt

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Revolt

MY days are flyingLike the course of a random shot,Unwitting of where it shall fall.My days are flyingLike a bird, hounded by change of lotInto gloom’s dense, chilling pall.
O wild flight,O’er my hair that waxes sparse and grey,Where wilt thou settle, when will thou die?O wild flight,How oft shall I hear thy truths that prey,How oft the timid lie?
O remember,Thou who the hazard of change doth sow,Who givest, now promises, now despair,O remember,That like an oak I desire to quit this woe,Sap-filled, even though bare!Thirty Chants from the Upheaval (1919)

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This work is in the public domain in the United States because it was published before January 1, 1930.

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