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Agee after age shall be As age after age has been, (From man's changeless heart their way they win); And death be busy with all who strive   Death, with silent negative. AGE AFTER AGE SHALL BE AS AGE AFTER AGE HAS BEEN FROM MAN'S CHANGELESS HEART THEIR WAY THEY WIN AND DEATH BE BUSY WITH ALL WHO STRIVE DEATH WITH SILENT NEGATIVE
 tent Of Michael the warrior one. Senior wisdom suits not now, The light is on the youthful brow. (_Ay, in caves the miner see: His forehead bears a blinking light; Darkness so he feebly braves-- A meagre wight!_) But He who rules is old--is old; Ah! faith is warm, but heaven with age is cold. (_Ho ho, ho ho, The cloistered doubt Of olden times Is blurted out!_) The Ancient of Days forever is young, Forever the scheme of Nature thrives; I know a wind in purpose strong-- It spins _against_ the way it drives. What if the gulfs their slimed foundations bare? So deep must the stones be hurled Whereon the throes of ages rear The final empire and the happier world. (_The poor old Past, The Future’s slave, She drudged through pain and crime To bring about the blissful Prime, Then--perished. There’s a grave!_) Power unanointed may come-- Dominion (unsought by the free) And the Iron Dome, Stronger for stress and strain, Fling her huge shadow athwart the main; But the Founders’ dream shall flee. IN THE CLOUD A SWORD IS GIRDED ON I MARK A TWINKLING IN THE TENT OF MICHAEL THE WARRIOR ONE SENIOR WISDOM SUITS NOT NOW THE LIGHT IS ON THE YOUTHFUL BROW AY IN CAVES THE MINOR SEA HIS FOREHEAD BEARS A BLINKING LIGHT DARKNESS SO HE FEEBLY BRAVES A MEAGRE WIGHT BUT HE WHO RULES IS OLD IS OLD AH FAITH IS WARM BUT HEAVEN WITH AGE IS COLD HO HO THE CLOISTERED DOUBT OF OLDEN TIMES IS BLURTED OUT THE ANCIENT OF DAYS FOR EVER IS YOUNG FOR EVER THE SCHEME OF NATURE THRIVES I KNOW A WIND IN PURPOSE STRONG IT SPINS AGAINST THE WAY IT DRIVES WHAT IF THE GULFS THEIR SLIMED FOUNDATIONS BEAR SO DEEP MUST THE STONES BE HURLED WHEREON THE THROES OF AGES RARE THE FINAL EMPIRE AND THE HAPPIER WORLD THE POOR OLD PAST THE FUTURE SLAVE SHE DRUDGE THROUGH PAIN AND CRIME TO BRING ABOUT THE BLISSFUL PRIME THEN PERISHED THEIR'S A GRAVE POWER UNANOINTED MAY COME DOMINION UNSOUGHT BY THE FREE AND THE IRON DOME STRONGER FOR STRESS AND STRAIN FLING HER HUGE SHADOW ATHWART THE MAIN BUT THE FOUNDER'S DREAM SHALL FLEE
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