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Página 42 - Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good.
Página 44 - Rod of our fathers, known of old — Lord of our far-flung battle line — Beneath whose awful Hand we hold Dominion over palm and pine — Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet Lest we forget — lest we forget ! The tumult and the shouting dies — The Captains and the Kings depart — Still stands Thine ancient Sacrifice, An humble and a contrite heart.
Página 42 - Where'er a single slave doth pine, Where'er one man may help another, — Thank God for such a birthright, brother, That spot of earth is thine and mine ! There is the true man's birthplace grand, His is a world-wide fatherland...
Página 44 - Far-called, our navies melt away; On dune and headland sinks the fire: Lo, all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre! Judge of the Nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget— lest we forget!
Página 38 - THIS is the Arsenal. From floor to ceiling, Like a huge organ, rise the burnished arms ; But from their silent pipes no anthem pealing Startles the villages with strange alarms. Ah ! what a sound will rise, how wild and dreary, When the death-angel touches those swift keys ! What loud lament and dismal Miserere Will mingle with their awful symphonies ! I hear even now the infinite fierce chorus, The cries of agony, the endless groan...
Página 39 - Startles the villages with strange alarms. Ah ! what a sound will rise, how wild and dreary, When the death-angel touches those swift keys ! What loud lament and dismal Miserere Will mingle with their awful symphonies ! I hear even now the infinite fierce chorus, The cries of agony, the endless groan, Which, through the ages that have gone before us, In long reverberations reach our own.
Página 42 - RING out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow : The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.