God, give us strength these days -- Burn us with one desire; To smother this murderous blaze, Beat back these flames with fire. Let us not weaken and fail Or spend ourselves in a shout; Let our white passion prevail Till the terror is driven out. Give us the power to fling Ourselves and our fury, employed To blast and destroy this thing Lest Life itself be destroyed. Friends in all lands, arise -- Turn all these fires to shake Against their refuge of lies; Force it to crumble and break. Rise, ere it grow too late And we have not strength enough. Sweep it down with our hate! Trample it with our love! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CAVALIER TUNES: BOOT AND SADDLE by ROBERT BROWNING THE MAD MAID'S SONG by ROBERT HERRICK TO A SHADE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS TO ONE WHO HAD LEFT HER CONVENT TO MARRY by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT LOVE, DRINK, AND DEBT by ALEXANDER BROME THE STREET OF THE MANY LITTLE LOVERS by MAXWELL STRUTHERS BURT |