Page:Fifes and Drums, Poems of America at War, Vigilantes, 1917.djvu/43

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APRIL 2nd.

We have been patient—and they named us weak;
We have been silent—and they judged us meek.
Now, in the much-abused, high name of God
                        We speak.

Oh, not with faltering or uncertain tone—
With chosen words we make our meaning known,
That like a great wind from the West shall shake
                        The double throne.

Our colors flame upon the topmost mast,—
We lift the glove so arrogantly cast,
And in the much-abused, high name of God
                        We speak at last.

Theodosia Garrison.

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