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THE LEAGUE OF NATIONS
by Siegrist, Mary

Lo, Joseph dreams his dream again,
And Joan leads her armies in the night,
And somewhere near, the Master from His cross
Lifts his hurt hands and heals the world again!
For from the great red welter of the world,
Out from the tides of its red suffering
Comes the slow sunrise of the ancient dream—
Is flung the glory of its bright imagining.
See how it breaks in beauty on the world,
Shivers and shudders on its trembling way—
Shivers and waits and trembles to be born!
America, young daughter of the gods, swing out,
Strong in the beauty of virginity,
Fearless in thine unquestioned leadership,
And hold the taper to the nations' torch,
And light the hearthfires of the halls of home.
Thine must it be to break an unpathed way,
To lift the torch for world's in-brothering—
To bring to birth this child of all the earth,
Formed of the marriage of all nations;
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Else shall we go, the head upon the breast,
A Cain without a country, a Judas at the board!
Mary Siegrist.

Source: Project Gutenberg

Source: Project Gutenberg