Do you hear those bells? They're melting them for bullets./ I want to save my life, but not through lies./ Nature does not notice the sorrow that has come over the people. / for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.