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11 & 10s. M.

Longfellow.

Peace on Earth.
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Down the dark future, through long generations,

The sounds of war grow fainter and then cease;

And, like a bell with solemn, sweet vibrations,

I hear once more the voice of Christ say, “Peace!”

Peace! and no longer, from its brazen portals,

The blast of war’s great organ shakes the skies;

But beautiful as songs of the immortals,

The holy melodies of love arise.

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