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And yet her courage never failed.
When revolution broke her bars
    And she was free,
She came forth in the glorious light
And showed her hands, all seamed with scars,
And turned her face up to the stars
And cried: "I fed, through all the years,
    On hope of Liberty!"

She did her "bit" with bar and bolt,
Mayhap with lash, and yet—and yet
    The world her smile may see!
She wakes us up to higher things,
She shows us heights our hearts forget,
She shames us into sacrifice
    For home and Liberty!


"NO MAN'S LAND"
BETWEEN the hostile trenches where
The fight rocks to and fro—
A narrow strip where frenzied hosts
No quarter give or know
  It lies—this rendezvous of death
   Called "No Man's Land."

The men drop in their own red blood
Beyond their comrades' reach,
Or dead, or torn with shot and shell
In agony that passes speech
  And shames the savage age of old,
   In "No Man's Land."

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