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338 After despair and doubting,

A faith without alloy;

God here and over yonder,—

The end of all things Joy!

SEW THE FLAGS TOGETHER

BY VACHEL LINDSAY

wave of youth, ere you be spent,

Sweep over every monument

Of caste, smash every high imperial wall

That stands against the new World State,

And overwhelm each ravening hate,

And heal, and make blood-brothers of us all.

Nor let your clamor cease

Till ballots conquer guns.

Drum on for the world's peace

Till the Tory power is gone.

Envenomed lame old age

Is not our heritage,

But springtime's vast release, and flaming dawn.

Peasants, rise in splendor

And your accounting render,

Ere the lords unnerve your hand!

Sew the flags together.

Do not tear them down.

Hurl the worlds together.