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...prophethearts hath burned Since the first man stood God-conquered with his face to heaven upturned. XIV. For Humanity sweeps onward : where to-day the martyr...in front the cross stands ready and the crackling fagots burn, While the hooting mob of yesterday in silent awe return To glean up the scattered ashes...

...the "traitor" whom he blindly executes will live immortal in the cause. " For Humanity sweeps omvnrd: where to-day the martyr stands, On the morrow crouches...in front the cross stands ready and the crackling fagots burn, While the hooting mob of yesterday in silent awe return To glean up the scattered ashes...

...long and weary the waiting, at last,— " Ever the truth comes uppermost, And ever is justice done. For Humanity sweeps onward : Where to-day the martyr...in front the cross stands ready, And the crackling fagots burn, While the hooting mob of yesterday In silent awe return To glean up the scattered ashes...

...prophet-hearts hath burned Since the first man stood God-conquered with his face to heaven upturned. For Humanity sweeps onward: where to-day the martyr...in front the cross stands ready and the crackling fagots burn, While the hooting mob of yesterday in silent awe return To glean up the scattered ashes...

...prophet-hearts hath burned Since the first man stood God-conquered with his face to heaven upturned. For Humanity sweeps onward : where to-day the martyr...in front the cross stands ready and the crackling fagots burn, While the hooting mob of yesterday in silent awe return To glean up the scattered ashes...

...prophet-hearts hath burned Since the first man stood God-conquered with his face to heaven upturned. For Humanity sweeps onward : where to-day the martyr...in front the cross stands ready and the crackling fagots burn, While the hooting mob of yesterday in silent awe return To glean up the scattered ashes...

...comes uppermost, And ever is justice done. For Humanity sweeps onward : Where to-day the man yr ftands, On the morrow crouches Judas With the silver in his...in front the cross stands ready, And the crackling fagots burn, While the hooting mob of yesterday In silent awe return To glean up the scattered ashes...

...prophet-hearts hath burned Since the tirst man stood God-conqnered with his face to heaven upturned. For Humanity sweeps onward : where to-day the martyr stands, On the morrow cronches Judas with the silver in his hands ; Far in front the cross stands ready and the crackling...