RUSSIA—AMERICA
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A wind in the world! The dark departs; The chains now rust that crushed men's flesh and bones, Feet tread no more the mildewed prison stones, And slavery is lifted from your hearts.
A wind in the world! O Company Of darkened Russia, watching long in vain, Now shall you see the cloud of Russia's pain Go shrinking out across a summer sky.
A wind in the world! Our God shall be In all the future left, no kingly doll Decked out with dreadful sceptre, steel, and stole, But walk the earth—a man, in Charity.
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A wind in the world! And doubts are blown To dust along, and the old stars come forth— Stars of a creed to Pilgrim Fathers worth A field of broken spears and flowers strown.
A wind in the world! Now truancy From the true self is ended; to her part Steadfast again she moves, and from her heart A great America cries: Death to Tyranny!
A wind in the world! And we have come Together, sea by sea; in all the lands Vision doth move at last, and Freedom stands With brightened wings, and smiles and beckons home!
John Galsworthy