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294 With legends of kept faith, unbroken hope,

And quenchless gleam on gorge and icy slope.

Thus Moses leading to the very door

Of promise might not cross its threshold o'er—

Yet towers secure the leader evermore!

THE KNOWN SOLDIER

(For the day of President Wilson's burial)

(February 7, 1924)

BY M. A. DE WOLFE HOWE

through the stifling air thick with the murk

Of self and pettiness—shame's perfect work—

A sense of greatness spreads from sea to sea;

For greatness was, when, bound in unity

Of generous aim, men of our blended race

Stood looking each into his neighbor's face

And said, "This towering thought, this cleaving word

Speaks for America"—and the world heard.

Then, with new vision of unwonted scope,

They lifted up their eyes to the hills of hope.

To-day remembered greatness stirs again

The spirit that kindled once the hearts of men.

And out from smoldering embers starts a flame

Fanned by the whisper of a burning name.