Читать книгу The Bee's Bayonet (a Little Honey and a Little Sting) - Edwin Alfred Watrous - Страница 3

There stands a Man! unyielding and defiant,

A master Leader, bold and self-reliant.

He seeks no conquest but his lance is set

Against the ruthless Despot's parapet.

Alert and conscious of his strength, his thrust

Is sure and timely, for his cause is just.

Invincible, he rallies to his cause

Those who love Justice and respect the laws.

To skulking traitors and to spying foes

He shows no mercy, but his heart o'erflows

For those oppressed, who live, nay! who exist

Where arrogance and tyranny persist:

But, tho distressed by all this human grief,

He weeps not idly, but compels relief:

And those he serves by act or speech or pen,

One Hundred Million freemen, shout, Amen!

"Safe for Democracy the world must be,

And all its bondaged peoples shall be free!"

So spake the Man: America thus voiced

Its ultimatum, and the Earth rejoiced!

Intensely human, cast from mortal clay

In Nature's mould, one epoch-making day,

Behold a Man! he seems a higher sort,

Refined with purest gold from God's Retort

And filled with skill and wisdom, Heaven-sent:

God bless and keep our peerless President!