The Victories Of Peace

by Christopher Pearse Cranch

1.
GONE is the tempest that clouded
The land with its dark desolation.
Out from the pall that enshrouded
Leaps the new strength of the nation.
2.
Never again shall the cannon
Roar with their terrible voicing,
Save where the free flag and pennon
Wave o'er a country rejoicing.
3.
Boast not when musketry rattles
O'er corpses of landsmen and seamen.
Gains that are greater than battles
Come with the ballots of freemen.
4.
Praise ye the peace that engenders
Trust in a people enlightened;
Honor to valiant defenders,
Hope for the days that have brightened.

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