The Great War

from The Man Who Saw, an electronic edition

America Once More

THIS, this is the America that we knew!

Not she whose armour against Hell was reams

Of ratiocination ; who in streams

Of most invincible ink was lost to view ;

But she that once her golden clarion blew

At Gettysburg; she on whose forehead gleams

The unvanquished Morn; the America of our dreams--

Of those immortal dreams that yet are true.

O change not back to marble, mighty brow!

This human wrath is more majestic far,

Man needs thee, and our cause, being Man's, is thine.

Thy place is with the great who know not how

To falter, though their night be without star,

And their vast agony without anodyne.