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 Now we watch the new years shape, wondering if they hold

Fiercer lightnings in their heart than we launched of old.

Now we hear new voices rise, question, boast or gird,

As we raged (rememberest thou?) when our crowds were stirred.

Now we count new keels afloat, and new hosts on land,

Massed like ours (rememberest thou?) when our strokes were planned.

We were schooled for dear life's sake, to know each other's blade.

What can Blood and Iron make more than we have made?

We have learned by keenest use to know each other's mind.

What shall Blood and Iron loose that we cannot bind?

We who swept each other's coast, sacked each other's home,

Since the sword of Brennus clashed on the scales at Rome

Listen, count and close again, wheeling girth to girth,

In the linked and steadfast guard set for peace on earth!

Broke to every known mischance, lifted over all

By the light sane joy of life, the buckler of the Gaul;

Furious in luxury, merciless in toil,

Terrible with strength renewed from a tireless soil;

Strictest judge of her own worth, gentlest of man's mind,

First to face the Truth and last to leave old Truths behind—

France, beloved of every soul that loves or serves its kind!



1903

a midnight breaks in storm,

Or herded sea in wrath,

Ye know what wavering gusts inform

The greater tempest's path?

Till the loosed wind

Drive all from mind, 