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It will very soon be quite impossible for their rulers

to maintain, or for the Germans to keep up for themselves, the sham belief in ultimate victory. The scene is not going to change to a bright, beer-drinking Valhalla, but to that dreadful twilight of the gods in which the buildings tilt, tumble, and fall in ruin as did Ypres and Louvain before the German shells and incendiary bombs. Wagner, though he did not know it, was prophesying in tone when, at the menacing call of the voices of the orchestra, his Mannish gods and goddesses walk the plank into the mists, clouds, and tempests of destraction and damnation. Some one far away had said " the unereating word.".

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