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SPRING AT THE CAPITAL.
Whether it lessen or increase,
Or whether trumpets shout or cease,
Still deep within your tranquil hearts the happy bees are murmuring, "Peace!"
Or whether trumpets shout or cease,
Still deep within your tranquil hearts the happy bees are murmuring, "Peace!"
O flowers! the soul that faints or grieves
New comfort from your lips receives;
Sweet confidence and patient faith are hidden in your leaves.
New comfort from your lips receives;
Sweet confidence and patient faith are hidden in your leaves.
Help us to trust, still on and on,
That this dark night will soon be gone,
And that these battle-stains are but the blood-red trouble of the dawn,—
That this dark night will soon be gone,
And that these battle-stains are but the blood-red trouble of the dawn,—
Dawn of a brighter, whiter day
Than ever blessed us with its ray,—
A dawn beneath whose purer light all guilt and wrong shall fade away.
Than ever blessed us with its ray,—
A dawn beneath whose purer light all guilt and wrong shall fade away.
Then shall our nation break its bands,
And, silencing the envious lands,
Stand in the searching light unshamed, with spotless robes, and clean, white hands.
And, silencing the envious lands,
Stand in the searching light unshamed, with spotless robes, and clean, white hands.
