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Ballads and Lyrics of Socialism 1883-1908 . Nesbit, E. (Edith), 1858–1924.
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‘Until the Day Break. . .’

  • WHEN head and hands and heart alike are weary;
  • When Hope with folded wings sinks out of sight;
  • When all thy striving fails to disentangle
  • From out wrong’s skein the golden threads of right;
  • When all thy knowledge seems a marsh‐light’s glimmer,
  • That only shows the blackness of the night;
  • In the dark hour when victory seems hopeless,
  • Against thy lance when armies are arrayed,
  • When failure writes itself upon thy forehead,
  • By foes outnumbered and by friends betrayed;
  • Still stand thou fast, though faith be bruised and wounded,
  • Still face thy future, still be undismayed!
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  • While one true man speaks out against injustice,
  • While through men’s chorused ‘Right!’ clear rings his ‘Wrong!’
  • Freedom still lives. One day she will reward him
  • Who trusted in her though she tarried long,
  • Who held her creed, was faithful till her coming,
  • Who, for her sake, strove, suffered, and was strong.
  • She will bring crowns for those who love and serve her;
  • If thou canst live for her, be satisfied;
  • If thou canst die for her, rejoice! Our brothers
  • At least shall crown our graves and say, ‘These died
  • Believing in the sun when night was blackest,
  • And by our dawn their faith is justified!’