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chapter-164		chapter-164			.txt	text/plain	223	37	94	Drums! Through the windows--through doors--burst like a ruthless force, Into the solemn church, and scatter the congregation, Into the school where the scholar is studying; Leave not the bridegroom quiet--no happiness must he have now with his bride, Nor the peaceful farmer any peace, ploughing his field or gathering his grain, So fierce you whirr and pound you drums--so shrill you bugles blow. Over the traffic of cities--over the rumble of wheels in the streets; Are beds prepared for sleepers at night in the houses? no sleepers must sleep in those beds, No bargainers bargains by day--no brokers or speculators--would they continue? Would the talkers be talking? would the singer attempt to sing? Then rattle quicker, heavier drums--you bugles wilder blow. beat! beat! beat! beat! beat! beat! drums!--blow! drums!--blow! drums!--blow! bugles! bugles! bugles! blow! blow! blow! So strong you thump O terrible drums--so loud you bugles blow.	./cache/chapter-164.txt	./txt/chapter-164.txt