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 We shall take our station, dirt beneath his feet, While his hired captains jeer us in the street.

Cruel in the shadow, crafty in the sun, Far beyond his borders shall his teachings run.

Sloven, sullen, savage, secret, uncontrolled, Laying on a new land evil of the old

Long-forgotten bondage, dwarfing heart and brain All our fathers died to loose he shall bind again.

Here is naught at venture, random nor untrue—  ''Swings the wheel full-circle, brims the cup anew. ''

Here is naught unproven, here is nothing hid:  ''Step for step and word for word—so the old Kings did! ''

''Step by step, and word by word: who is ruled may read.  Suffer not the old Kings: for we know the breed— ''

''All the right they promise—all the wrong they bring.  Stewards of the Judgment, suffer not this King! ''

ET us admit it fairly, as a business people should,  ''We have had no end of a lesson: it will do us no end of good. ''

Not on a single issue, or in one direction or twain, But conclusively, comprehensively, and several times and again,