THE TWO GERMANYS
Can tbir. be Herder's, Lessings land, And Goethe's, the sereneh And Heine's, with his worn! urns wit, Flashed like a rapier keen 'i Is it their land Herr Knmp bestrides, All bloody and mu lean iIs this the land of Schiller, he Pure, lovable, and who, Who sang the strains ot liberty, The high light in his eyesh f Great God! 'is tills his Germany That, all true men despise r Nay. his the ’and of him who chokes Her with his withered hand; Whose dwindled soul now calls on God He cannot understand. ’Tis a- braggart Kaiser's Germany, Not Schiller’e Fatherland 1 Kaiser accursed of God ami man For all his bloody stain. Whom these accuse • the upturned eyes That may not look again, The silent bells of Notre Dame, The dead lips of Louvain. For this, in death's-head uniform. With moustache waxed and ended, The tall, fair lads from ITus.-ian towns March with their flags unfurled; For this, blue-eyed Bavarian boys Give up their little world.
But nor, in vain—swift femes the day Whose glad approach we wait, The day when even Kaisers pay For crimes done to the State; And Germany awakes again The soul of Forty-eight!
For wake it must—it cannot die;. And when Iho city falls, And 'JFTohenzollerns trodden lie By Potsdam’s ruined walls. Lo. * Schiller’s Germany awakes, And calls, and calls, and calls! Josupit Dana. Miuler. New York City.
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THE TWO GERMANYS, Evening Star, Issue 15702, 16 January 1915