His eyesAll radiant with glad surprise,Looked forward through the CenturiesAnd saw the seeds which sages castIn the world’s soil in cycles pastSpring up and blossom at the last;Saw how the souls of men had grown,And where the scythes of Truth had mownClear space for Liberty’s white throne;Saw how, by sorrow tried and proved,The blackening stains had been removedForever from the land he loved;Saw Treason crushed and Freedom crowned,And clamorous Faction, gagged and bound,Gasping its life out on the ground.
