26 APRIL 1946, Page 11

ATOMIC AGE "

Say what you will, reason, lament, despair, Waste—if you must—your breath In argument with death ; Then rest, heart on life's heart, silent, aware : Listening to the clear insistence Of Nuthatch ; marvelling at the courage Of Spider swinging into space, And at the way Beetles manage In a tangled grassy place With such integrity and patience.

Oh, if you must weep, For the Child in Man you sholild weep— Now beyond recognition shocked.

And yet, God is not mocked.

FRANCES BELLERBY.