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Where all the jarring nations of this earth,

Beneath the all-blessing sun,

Bring the new music of mankind to birth,

And make the whole world one."

And those old comrades rise around him there,

Old foemen, side by side,

With eyes like stars upon the brave night air,

And young as when they died,

To hear your bells, O beautiful Princeton towers,

Ring for the world's release.

They see you piercing like grey swords through flowers,

And smile, from souls at peace. Alfred Noyes