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PROGRESS.
Their eyes shall behold who shall people our sphere,
For the travelers steeds shall be yoked in the air.
For the travelers steeds shall be yoked in the air.
Then the kingdoms and peoples, and teachers of men,
Shall be taught by a power aside from the pen,
The power of Creation shall rise and make room,
For the great hand of Progress to scatter the gloom.
Shall be taught by a power aside from the pen,
The power of Creation shall rise and make room,
For the great hand of Progress to scatter the gloom.
We shall lie in our graves, and the ages shall roll,
And the centuries drift, and the Future unfold,
The volumes of science, of knowledge and power,
Unclasped by the Hand that holds the Earth's dower.
And the centuries drift, and the Future unfold,
The volumes of science, of knowledge and power,
Unclasped by the Hand that holds the Earth's dower.
Roll ages, roll on, roll centuries roll,
The earth shall decay, but immortal the soul,
But the flowers we garner in gardens of Love,
Forever shall bloom in the Eden above.
The earth shall decay, but immortal the soul,
But the flowers we garner in gardens of Love,
Forever shall bloom in the Eden above.
