. Crisis. voicesPleading low for light and love and living—And I crooned: ^*. 0^ Little children weeping there,God shall find thy faces fair;Guerdon for thy deep shall send His tenderness;For the tripping of thy feetMake a mystic music sweetIn the darkness of thy hair;Light and laughter in the air—Little children weeping there,God shall tind thy faces fair! I strode above the stricken bleeding me The rampart ranged against the skies, And shouted: Up I say, build and slay; Fight face foremost, force a way, Unloose, unfetter and unbind; Be men and free. Dumbly they shrank Muttering t

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. Crisis. voicesPleading low for light and love and living—And I crooned: ^*. 0^ Little children weeping there,God shall find thy faces fair;Guerdon for thy deep shall send His tenderness;For the tripping of thy feetMake a mystic music sweetIn the darkness of thy hair;Light and laughter in the air—Little children weeping there,God shall tind thy faces fair! I strode above the stricken bleeding me The rampart ranged against the skies, And shouted: Up I say, build and slay; Fight face foremost, force a way, Unloose, unfetter and unbind; Be men and free. Dumbly they shrank Muttering they pointed toward that peak Than vastness vaster. Whereon a darkness brooded, Who shall look and live, they sighed; And I sensed The folding and unfolding of almighty wings

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