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PEACE<br />
By Daniel Sargent<br />
WITH thousand thundering rivers<br />
The truth of peace flows down,<br />
And all the placid pools of creed<br />
Its ceaseless torrents drown.<br />
Peace—but the fear denies it<br />
Whenever above our head<br />
We see the sword of the threatening hour:<br />
''Strive on, or thy soul is dead."<br />
Peace—when our gaze can never<br />
See out of the trampling crowd,<br />
And only the cowards are backward<br />
For the cry of the hour is loud.<br />
And though we turn from the present<br />
And gaze far into the past,<br />
Did the stars ever stop in their courses<br />
For truth's loud trumpet-blast?<br />
Did Fate ever grow less cruel?<br />
Did it grant to the praying Christ<br />
"Yes, the cup shall be taken away from thy lip,<br />
Thy willingness hath sufficed"?<br />
For Jesus died in his passion,<br />
And Judas choked for his kiss,<br />
And Peter denied his Master thrice:<br />
Such is the peace that is.<br />
And nation rose against nation,<br />
And father rose against son,<br />
And body and soul are cleft apart<br />
Till the endless strife be done.<br />
All that the peace eternal,<br />
With vast tumultuous might,<br />
May pour its burning deluge<br />
Into the vaults of night.<br />
254<br />
All that the truth may enter,<br />
The final word be writ,<br />
Then will the last and the first be one<br />
As Christ hath uttered it.