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j Wee io the land where vision dies, I Where Wisdom lifts her voice, and cries In vain to those beneath the heel lit" Culture clad in burnished, steel, Where He-ll's own agents rule the. roost. The sword their one and only 'ooasi. |.o the bud that flouts the Word Of Him whose healing voice, was heard Of core ivside that, liill-girt. sea, Tu far-off ehissie Galilee. Teal calls, forsooth 1 -a. creed of slaves The Faith that s-odies. upbuilds, and saw:.. | Woe >r, tlie Iniid that treats with null j The basis of all trust and truth, j 1 When urired bv fell Ambition's goad 1 To tread the thrice accursed road ; Thar downward leads ihr.ei-:t lilne-d :,u-\\ To where, thn Fiend his ihreii" i VWc to the land who-e h's.-.w pride Would sweep a litle Slate aside, : That e'aiius beside the pasa.ii Him A phice heneaih Ihe sun: (rerweenii!'.' pride -hail have. il.s fall. ! The brazen brow shall meet-, the wall. ! Woe io the land whose hare-brained head To i'niili and folly strangely wed, With upturned eve to Heaven appeals 'l',) his chariot's bloody wheels. While in its wake, fire millions mourn, i "Wiih deep and Litter anguish torn. Woe to the. land thai bra.ves Ihe power I Of r.ritain's arm in this dread hour; Tho I!an shall fall before its sweep By Rhine's fair banks, and on the deep, Their will the stricken hordes recoil And Peace descend on Callio soil. j I

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THE CULT BERNHARD, Evening Star, Issue 15694, 7 January 1915

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THE CULT BERNHARD Evening Star, Issue 15694, 7 January 1915