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Show Tho Dawn of Pence. 1'ut off put oft sour mall () kings, And beat sour brands to dust' lour hands must learn u surer grasp, Your heurts u better trust Oh, hen! nbick tlm Inncos point. And break tho helmet bnrl A noise is In the morning wind. Hut not tho nolo of war Upon tlici grassy mountain paths Tho klittcrlni. hoMs Increase Thes iiuni ' Ihey come' How fall their feel' Thej come who pjbllsh peace. And victors, fair victors', Our enemies aro ours ror nil the clouds nre rlasped In light, i And alt the earth with flowers Ase, still depressed nnd dim with dev Hut unit ll Ilttle while. And with Iho ilNithtis rn Hint roao Tho wilderness 4hall smile Anl cvers tender living thing Hhall feed bj sticann of rest, fnr lamb shall frrm the Hoik bo lost, ftor nursling from the nut 111 John Ituikln. |