THE VISION

O rolling waste of unimagined ocean,

Dividing continents and parting men!

Yield to the fragile sails of destiny,

Maimed by the will that conquers mighty force!

Bow to the courage that endures to die,

The faith that anchors to a solid Rock.

O waves that do divide! The time will come

When water shall unite the sundered lands.

Then over sea, under the sea and through,

Shall fare the galleons of brotherhood,

Bearing the freight of liberty and love

From a great nation, heir of our desire,

To every corner of the peopled earth.

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