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- George Gissing: Games and war
- Elizabeth Cobbold: Earth’s bosom drenching with her children’s blood
- The second horseman
- Charlotte Richardson: Once more let war and discord cease
- Maria Abdy: May the gentle Dove of Peace extend her snowy pinions o’er us
- Mathilde Blind: All vile things that batten on disaster follow feasting in the wake of war
- Mathilde Blind: Widowing the world of men to win the world
- Mathilde Blind: Reaping War’s harvest grim and gory
- Charlotte Turner Smith: The lawless soldiers’ victims
- Charlotte Turner Smith: Statesmen! ne’er dreading a scar, let loose the demons of war
- Charlotte Turner Smith: Thus man spoils Heaven’s glorious works with blood!
- Charlotte Turner Smith: To bathe his savage hands in human blood
- Lucy Aikin: Sickening I turn on yonder plain to mourn the widows and the slain
- Lucy Aikin: Gentle Peace with healing hand returns
- John Galsworthy: War and the microbe of fatalism
- Matilda Betham: All the horrid charms of war
- Felicia Hemans: Speak not of death, till thou hast looked on such
- Joanna Baillie: And shall we think of war?
- Joanna Baillie: Thy native land, freed from the ills of war, a land of peace!
- Joanna Baillie: Do children return from rude jarring war?
- D. H. Lawrence: No romance of war. The soul did not heal.
- Anna Laetitia Barbauld: The storm of horrid war rolls dreadful on
- Anna Laetitia Barbauld: War’s least horror is th’ ensanguined field
- John Galsworthy: Air war leads to reverse evolution
- Anna Laetitia Barbauld: Peace and Shepherd
- Felicia Hemans: Selections on peace and war
- William Makepeace Thackeray: “Pax in bello.” The death of a single soldier.
- Felicia Hemans: A thousand voices echo “Peace!”
- William Makepeace Thackeray: Millions of innocent hearts wounded horribly
- William Makepeace Thackeray: War taxes men and women alike
- Felicia Hemans: War has still ravaged o’er the blasted plain
- Felicia Hemans: Thousands doomed to moan, condemned by war to hopeless grief unknown
- Felicia Hemans: Say to the hurricane of war – “Be still”
- Hilaire Belloc: After the tempest and destruction of universal war, permanence
- Mary Robinson: Anticipate the day when ruthless war shall cease to desolate
- Mary Robinson: Selections on war
- Vernon Lee: Satan’s rules of war
- Mary Robinson: Impetuous War, the lord of slaughter
- William Watson: Dream of perfect peace
- Mary Robinson: The soldier sheds, for gold, a brother’s blood
- Mary Robinson: Spread once more the fostering rays of Peace
- Mary Robinson: Dread-destructive power of war
- Helen Maria Williams: Now burns the savage soul of war
- Mary Robinson: The wise shall bid, too late, the sacred olive rise
- William J. Locke: Following war
- Charlotte Dacre: Peace
- Felicia Hemans: War and Peace
- Charlotte Dacre: War
- Isabella Banks: Absolve our souls from blood shed in our country’s cause
- Isabella Banks: The bugle of war, the bugle of peace
- Harriet King: Life is Peace
- Isabella Banks: Lay down weapons, war should cease
- Isabella Banks: “Glory, glory, glory!” As if murder were not sin!
- Caroline Clive: The bloody words of ruffian war
- John Galsworthy: Rivers of blood and tears. When would killing go out of fashion?
- Eleanor Farjeon: Now that you too join the vanishing armies
- John Galsworthy: Would they never tire of making mincemeat of the world?
- Charles Hamilton Sorley: When you see millions of the mouthless dead
- Alice Meynell: The true slayers are those who sire soldiers
- M. B. Smedley: Where is the ministry of peace?
- Thomas Pringle: Resistless swept the ranks of war, the murder-glutted scythe of death
- Thomas Hardy: The battle-god is god no more
- Richard Furness: Selections on war
- Vera Mary Brittain: August, 1914
- Charles Hamilton Sorley: The blind fight the blind
- Adela Florence Nicolson: Doubtless feasted the jackal and the kite
- Sarah Williams: Groaning for him they slew
- John Galsworthy: The war brought in ugliness
- Margaret L. Woods: The forgotten slain
- Richard Furness: Whatever monster rose to mar the happiness of earth by war
- George Chapman: Peace with all her heavenly seed
- Thomas Hardy: How long must your wroth reasonings trade on lives like these?
- John Pierpont: Not on the Battle-Field
- Thomas Pringle: After the slaughter, the feast
- James Allen: A Prayer for Peace
- Thomas Dekker: Lands ravaged by soldiers and war
- Edith Matilda Thomas: Air war: They are not humans.
- Grenville Mellen: Slaughter rides screaming on the vengeful ball
- Richard Furness: Who wasted earth with sword and flame and murdered millions for a name
- Charles Tennant: Nor shall they learn war
- Augusta Theodosia Drane: It needs must be that gentle Peace prevail!
- George Chapman: Men’s want of peace, which was from want of love
- Laurence Sterne: Follow Peace
- Thomas Hardy: Selections on war
- Maurice Baring: The greater fools are you who seek the wars
- Adelaide A. Procter: Let carnage cease and give us peace!
- Anna Seward: Fierce War has wing’d the arrow that wounds my soul’s repose
- Richard Furness: Death and demons laugh’d in horrid joy
- Leonard Merrick: Strange there weren’t more that didn’t think it a virtue to commit murder if you put on khaki
- Eliza Cook: Selections on peace and war
- F. Benjamin Gage: The Sword and the Plough
- Edith Matilda Thomas: The Altar of Moloch
- Thomas Hardy: Vaster battalions press for further strands to argue in the self-same bloody mode
- Stephen Spender: The War God
- Richard Furness: War and Love
- Isabella Valancy Crawford: The Forging of the Sword
- Joseph Fawcett: War Elegy
- Richard Furness: The plough and the sword
- Francis Coutts: Why was no better gift by thee bequeathed than a sword unsheathed?
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