Classic Poem

Across the troubled years
Of strife and conflict,
Comes the clear echo
Of a stirring soul-cry
That would not hold its peace.

A Nation listens,
And recalls the dauntless courage
Of a gentle patriot
Who, with pen of love and pity
Wrote the wrongs of Human Bondage
And its cruel sway.

Unceasing in her plea
That " Right must triumph over wrong "
She dared to cry aloud
Against a Nation's shame:

With overwhelming love
For helpless fellow-men,
She could not be content
Until their chafing fetters
Were unbound.

O fine desire! O matchless love,
May we in fadeless memory
Keep ever burning
On the altars of our souls
The fragrant incense
Of unfailing loyalty.