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The Triumphs of Science, And of Faith
Beneath the ocean's ever-tossing breast,Now ruffled only by the summer wind,
Sinks the vast cable to its final rest,
Which shall two continents together bind.
Triumph of Science over space and time,
That kindred nations long have kept apart!
When shall our Faith, with triumphs as sublime,
Bind realm to realm and kindred heart to heart?
Yet still, in faith, man's triumph we behold,
Subduing nature to his lofty will;
And wait the day, in prophecy foretold,
Which, tarrying long, Oh may our age fulfil!
When nations shall from strife forever cease,
And the whole earth shall dwell in sacred peace.
Poem No. 66; November 1866
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