<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="center" class="head">America</h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line">For Thee my heart leaps up; stern judgments spring;</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">And lo, a mighty music shakes my soul!</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Before me flash great names that crowd Time's scroll --</p><p class="line">Proud deeds that sprang from men's high visioning.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">For Liberty! -- life seems a tawdry thing</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">To grasp and hold, when Duty marks the goal;</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">What matter if Death strike, -- naught can control</p><p class="line">Unconquerable songs that freemen sing.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">My Country! Ah, my country! let me be</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">A ladder-rung, by which Thy feet may climb</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">To heights of ideality sublime,</p><p class="line">Above all nations; yea, the memory</p><p class="line">Of sacrificial labors borne by Thee,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:5%">Burns like a beacon on the hills of time.</p></div><p class="byline">-- J. Corson Miller.<br xmlns:exist="http://exist.sourceforge.net/NS/exist" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/TR/REC-html40"/> The Magnificat. </p></body></html> · Great War