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Percy MacKaye

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Now is the midnight of the nations: dark  
    Even as death, beside her blood-dark seas,  
    Earth, like a mother in birth agonies,  
Screams in her travail, and the planets hark  
Her million-throated terror. Naked, stark,
    Her torso writhes enormous, and her knees  
    Shudder against the shadowed