1 JULY 1960, Page 42

Adolescence

After the history has been made, • and when Wallace's shaggy head glares on London from a spike, when the exiled general is again gliding into Athens harbour now as embittered foreigner, when the lean creatures crawl out of camps and in silence try to live; I pass foundations of houses, walking through the wet spring, my knees drenched from high grass charged with water, and am part, still, of the done war.

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