A WORLD REPUBLIC IS ARISING.

A torn sunset of purple and crimson

Floats o’er the warring breeze,

While a powerful new light is forming

Far o’er the briny seas,

For the day of dynasties is fading

Into the darkest night,

As a world republic is arising

Clear as the morning light.

Faith in God will enlighten our vision

Shining through grim despair,

For a wonderful light is approaching,

Glowing with love and care,

Completely trusting in God above us,

Though sad our hearts may be,

Will reveal the dawn of a brighter day

In fair democracy.

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THE BIRTH OF THE FLOWERS. (A Reverie On Creation.)

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