John Morley

Bear witness, Time, when secrets all are known,
All deeds divulged, all statesmen's actions weighed,
To the stern solemn protest one man made,
When first red War's mad trumpet-blast was blown.
One voice was heard, one great man proudly alone
Stood forth, and did not fear to be afraid.
Had England listened to the clear word said,
Less blood-stained, firmer, might have been her throne.

But ever through the records of the race,
Remembered ever with pure love, will shine
John Morley's fame. Not that illustrious line
Who howled for war, not these can meet the face
Of Freedom bending usward, nor divine
The fair land's future, nor her star-path trace.
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