Classic Poem

When from the embattled world the smoke of hate
Vengeance and violence shall have roll'd away,—
Tear-christen'd shall have dawn'd the amber day
Of peace and reason in the realms of state,—
Then thou who learn'd to labor and to wait
Through storm and stress with patient faith shalt see
A wiser people's deeper loyalty
Requite thee with their love, O Chief of State!

And when thy nobler purpose shall appear
Reveal'd all golden on the world's highway,
A dream wrought into fact—plain to the blind,
Then shall a nation, nay,—a hemisphere
Acclaim the far-flung wisdom of thy way,
O, greater chieftain of the larger mind!