Classic Poem

In thought, word and deed,
We, too, are agreed,
From the same Fount OF K NOWLEDGE instructed;
And by the same hand
We'll travel or stand,
To the same Goal of triumph conducted.

Through the same open door,
We lame, blind and poor,
Undertook the same mystic endeavor;
Through the same grave at last,
When death's trial is past,
We'll share the forever and ever .

Our friends are the same,
Whatever their name,
Whatever their nation or station;
The same are our foes ,
Whose malice but shows
Their hearts black with coming damnation.

We too, then, can walk,
Sit, stand, work or talk,
In union make sign or give token,
And while life remains
With its losses and gains
Let's see that the tie be not broken!