Tremble before your chattels, Lords of the scheme of things, Fighters of all earth's battles, Ours is the might of kings, Guided by seers and sages, The world's heart-beat for a drum, Snapping the chain of ages Out of the night we come. Lend us no ear that pities, Offer no almoner's hand, Alms for the builders of cities! When will you understand? Down with your pride of birth, And your golden gods of trade! A man is worth to his mother, Earth, All that a man has made! We are the workers, makers, We are no longer dumb, Tremble, O Shirkers and Takers, Sweeping the earth—we come! Ranked in the worldwide dawn Marching into the day! @3The night is gone and the sword is drawn And the scabbard is thrown away!@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PSALM 137 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE CAELIA: SONNETS: 10 by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) FALL IN! by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR SIDNEY'S ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: CANTO QUINTO. CONTENT by THOMAS CAMPION A MARRIED WOMAN by THOMAS CAREW SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 22 by BLISS CARMAN |