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the army of reform.
Ye dare not fear, ye cannot fail,
Your destiny ye bind
To that sublime, eternal law,
That rules the march of mind.
Your destiny ye bind
To that sublime, eternal law,
That rules the march of mind.
See yon bold eagle, toward the sun
Now rising free and strong,
And see yon mighty river roll
Its sounding tide along:
Now rising free and strong,
And see yon mighty river roll
Its sounding tide along:
Ah! yet near earth the eagle tires,
Lost in the sea, the river;
But naught can stay the human mind,
'T is upward, onward, ever!
Lost in the sea, the river;
But naught can stay the human mind,
'T is upward, onward, ever!
It yet shall tread the starlit paths,
By highest angels trod,
And pause but at the farthest world
In the universe of God.
By highest angels trod,
And pause but at the farthest world
In the universe of God.
'T is said that Persia's baffled king,
In mad, tyrannic pride,
Cast fetters on the Hellespont,
To curb its swelling tide:
In mad, tyrannic pride,
Cast fetters on the Hellespont,
To curb its swelling tide:
