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Katharine Lee Bates - Soldiers To PacifistsKatharine Lee Bates - Soldiers To Pacifists
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NOT ours to clamor shame on you, Nor fling a bitter blame on you, Nor brand a cruel name on you, That evil name of treason, You who have heard the ivory flutes, Who float white banners, brave recruits Of Peace, seeking to pluck her fruits In bud and blossom season. A sterner bugle calls to us; More direful duty falls to us; God grants no garden-walls to us Till the scarred waste be delivered From dragon passions that destroy All sanctitudes of faith and joy; We, too, are on divine employ; By sword shall sword be shivered. Cherish your bud, star-eyed of bloom, Dawn-flower of hope, belied of gloom, While, surges of the tide of doom, The gathering nations thunder Against a red, colossal throne; Cherish it, that the seed be sown At last even where that monstrous stone Crushes life`s roots asunder. Follow your flutes the fairy way; Wing-sandaled, climb the airy way, The wonderful, unwary way, Too lovely for derision; While we, your comrades at the goal, Step to the drum-beat and unroll The flag of Freedom, every soul Obedient to its vision.
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