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The days of the nations bear no trace
 Of all the sunshine so far foretold;
The cannon speaks in the teacher's place—
 The age is weary with work and gold,
And high hopes wither, and memories wane;
 On hearths and altars the fires are dead;
But that brave faith hath not lived in vain—
 And this is all that our watcher said.
—Franca Brown.