. Lyrics on freedom, love and death . stake the all we have—to lose ! We all are feeble. Still we tread An ever-upward sloping way ;Deep chasms and dark are round us spread And bale-fires beckon us astray :But thou shalt stand upon the mountain head. But thou wilt look with gladdened eyes And see the mist of error see the happy suns arise Of happier days that are to be,—On greener, gladder earth, and clearer skies. We, of the Morning, but beholdThe dawn afar : thine eye shall see The full and perfect day unfold,—The full and perfect day to be, When Justice shall return as lovely as of
. Lyrics on freedom, love and death . stake the all we have—to lose ! We all are feeble. Still we tread An ever-upward sloping way ;Deep chasms and dark are round us spread And bale-fires beckon us astray :But thou shalt stand upon the mountain head. But thou wilt look with gladdened eyes And see the mist of error see the happy suns arise Of happier days that are to be,—On greener, gladder earth, and clearer skies. We, of the Morning, but beholdThe dawn afar : thine eye shall see The full and perfect day unfold,—The full and perfect day to be, When Justice shall return as lovely as of old. 295 TJie Future. Thou, with unloosened tongue, shalt speakIn words of subtle, silver sound,— In words not futile now, nor weak,To all the nations listening round Until they seek the light,—nor vainly seek ! We only ask it as our share. That, when your day-star rises clear,—A perfect splendor in the air,— A glory ever, far and near,—Ye write such words—as these of those who v>ere !Kingston, September, 296
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