Stronger than steel is the sword of the Spirit; Swifter than arrows, the light of the truth; Greater than anger is love that subdueth.
The grave itself is but a covered bridge, Leading from light to light, through a brief darkness!
I heard the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls! I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light From the celestial walls!
Stars of the summer night! Far in yon azure deeps, Hide, hide your golden light! She sleeps! My lady sleeps!
O Bells of San Blas in vain Ye call back the Past again; The Past is deaf to your prayer! Out of the shadows of night The world rolls into light; It is daybreak everywhere.
O father! I see a gleaming light. Oh say, what may it be? But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he.
And yet, through the gloom and the light, The fate of a nation was riding that night.