Literature: Poetry: Interstellar Wars

For I dipt into the future, far as
human eye could see,
Saw the Vision of the world, and all
the wonder that would be;
Saw the heavens fill with
commerce, argosies of magic sails,
Pilots of the purple twilight
dropping down with costly bales;
Heard the heavens fill with shouting,
and there rain’d a ghastly dew
From the nations’ airy navies
grappling in the central blue;
Far along the world-wide whisper of
the south-wind rushing warm,
With the standards of the peoples
plunging thro’ the thunder-storm;
Till the war-drum throbb’d no longer,
and the battle-flags were furl’d
In the Parliament of man, the
Federation of the world.
– Alfred, Lord Tennyson,
Locksley Hall (1842)