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IN REPLY
To the Kaiser's Proclamation.
August 13, 1914.
Not that way! Not by the blind force
Of brutal arms shalt thou excel,
And, midmost of the nations, tell
To each its heaven-appointed course.
Of brutal arms shalt thou excel,
And, midmost of the nations, tell
To each its heaven-appointed course.
Thy plan is poison'd at the source;
For in thy heart, in secret, dwell
Ambition, the first-born of hell,
And Arrogance without Remorse.
For in thy heart, in secret, dwell
Ambition, the first-born of hell,
And Arrogance without Remorse.
The mask has fallen from thy face,
Thou greatest vandal of thy race!
Who held aloft the branch of peace,
And pray'd that war on earth would cease,
Grasping the while beneath thy robe
A thunder-bolt to blast the globe!
Now comes to thee thine evil hour:
Rise in thy wrath, thou justest Power
That ever ruled, and smite him down—
Him from his throne, and from his head the crown!
Thou greatest vandal of thy race!
Who held aloft the branch of peace,
And pray'd that war on earth would cease,
Grasping the while beneath thy robe
A thunder-bolt to blast the globe!
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Rise in thy wrath, thou justest Power
That ever ruled, and smite him down—
Him from his throne, and from his head the crown!
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