The reference in the poem’s title seems to be Jeremiah 51:20, an obscure verse rather than a well-known phrase:
Thou art my battle axe and weapons of war: for with thee will I break in pieces the nations, and with thee will I destroy kingdoms.
The voice of this poem is one utterly disinterested in...
Only a man harrowing clods
In a slow silent walk
With an old horse that stumbles and nods
Half asleep as they stalk.
Only thin smoke without flame
From the heaps of couch-grass;
Yet this will go onward the same
Though Dynasties pass.
Yonder a maid and her wight
Come whispering by:
War's annals will cloud into night
Ere their story die.
Thomas-hardy released In Time of ‘The Breaking of Nations’ on Fri Jan 01 1915.