SubTitle("caps", "Concealed Weapons") ?>
PoemStart() ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "The tiniest weed that blooms in fallow ground", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "Arms all its children for the battle-field.", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "Its myriad warriors weapon'd cap-a-pie", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "Swarm forth upon the land. The bursting pods", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "Their elfin shrapnel scatter far and wide.", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "Aerial scouts on downy pinions flit,", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "And awns prick lancet-wise, and clutching burs", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "Grapple the fleeces of the wandering sheep,", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "Invade the farm-lands and possess the soil.", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "The curse of Eden falling on the flowers", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "Drove them to self-defense and made the world", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "One vast weed-garden. Yea, more dreadful still,", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "Buried within the heart of many a plant", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "Lie deadly drops of poisonous essences,", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "Nightshade and spearwort, aconite and poppy,", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "That slay more swift and sure than tempered steel.", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "The least of little folk, or soon or late,", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "May by such hidden terrors rule the great.", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "The least of little folk, unseen, unknown,", "") ?>
PoemLine("L0", "", "May find that saving strength is theirs alone.", "") ?>
PoemEnd() ?>