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Show JorrN BnowN OF IIAnrEn's FERRY. liERO thnt pnys 0 111' ('OUntry'H )11\Wil J 'J'ho soul that felt, r111cl dared to Amite l 'l'he mun who dies to sny that Hight Is Lotter stuff than blood nutl l>mwn l Out· woa·rls thnt spun full tlaroo years' conrso On J•'reodom. failing sun IJy sun, l n ldm to molt on li~h Lui ngs nw, And welded thinldug into for ce. In rough-cnst l>rnin this Northern will, }'rom suffering nil its s teel lulu wrought, ~l'ill, striking !lnrrr than its thought, Tho shock rang sh:up from hill to hill. Ab, sire l our tcnrs nro such 1\S roll On days of Triumph, uot of Donth; Wo l>l'ing thee them, nod lovo and faith,Our royal wny of soul for soul. Wo count thy dying so snhllme, Our womnn-hnods wo woul•l not lny About that bt·uvo old h eart to stny Its flowing llfo, and wrong oua· time. 0, doubt not who of these shall win I Or who is tmitor to th' ('11\veu l This mnn in front of op •n IH•nvon, Or wrathful ones that swiug him in. Donl1t not our world takes honrt 11gnln ; And lmnd1:1 of bruthol'!tooll grow warm, Starting each othca·, palm to ]JOhn, 'With thiR hot stroke ou Southern chain. Earth fools tho time of prophet-song,When lives from land to land sbnll sny, An<l think it pmiso enough to say," Wo nrc too just to l>l<.le with Wrong." 0, comes n. deeper wi~;dom then rAnd owns that in our golden year, Ono fire-unointcd ~;oul wns clear To glu.ss Gotl's illlllgo forth to mon. WonoESTER1 Nov. 1-!. 0. P. II ~Jooh Qtyirh. N () N -I N T' E ll V E N l' I () N I S 1~ S · |