6 CHANTS FOR SOCIALISTS. ·..n F: VOICE OF TOIL I heard men saying, Leave hope and praying, All days shall be as all have been; To-day and to-morrow bring fear and sorTow The never-ending toil between. When Earth was younger mid toil and hunger, In hope we strove, and our hand~ were strong Then great men led us, with words they fed us, And bade us right the earthly wrong. Go read in story their deeds and glory, Their names a.midst the nameless dead ; Turn then from lying to us slow-dying In that good world to which they led; WherEI fast and faster our iron master, The thing we made, for ever drives, Bids us grind treasure and fashion pleasure For other hopes and other lives. Where home is a hovel and dull we grovPI, Fo~getting that the world is fair ; Where no babe we cherish, lest its very soul perish Where our mirt~ is crime, our love a snare. Who now shall lead us, what god shall heed us As we lie in the bell our hands have won For us are no rulers but fools and befoolers, The great are fallen, the wise men gone. Bib ioteca Gino Bianco
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