No More Kings

The word of the Lord by night To the watching Pügrims came, As they sat by the seaside. And filled their hearts wlth ftame. God said, I am tired of tinga, I saffcr thenx no more. Up to uiy ear the morning briocs The uutrago of the poor. Lo, I uncnvcr the huid Which I hid of old time in the west, As the hcu lptor tracorers the st&toe Wheu he lias wroogh hia beat. I wil] have never a noble. No linuaee ooonted great; Fishers and c hoppers and plowmen ShaU constitutB a state. My will fnlfillwl shall be, For m daylight w in áark My thnnderbolt has eyes to see Ilis "way home to the mark.