10 CllANTS FOR SOCIALISTS. NO MASTER. (AIR: "The Hardy No:,aeman.") -o-- SAITH man to man, We've heard and known That we no master need To live upon this earth our o,vn, In fair and manly deed. The grief of slaves long paseed away For us bath forged the chain, Till now each worker's patient day Builds up the House of Pain. And we, shall we too, crouch and quail, Ashamed, afraid of strife, And lest our lives untimely fail Embrace the Death in Life 1 Nay, cry aioud, and have no fear, We few against the world ; A wake, arise ! the hope we bear Against the curse is hurled. It grows and grows-are we the same, The feeble band, the few 1 Or what are these with eyes aflame, And hands to deal and do 1 This is the host that bears the word, "No MASTER BIOB OR LOW"- A lightning flame, a shearing sword, A storm to overthrow. Bib ioteca Gino Bianco
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