Poems of Progress by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Rule now, and do his part -
His masterful, strong part.' She wept no more. By new ambition stirred Her ways led out, to regions strange and vast. Men stood aside and watched, dismayed, aghast, And all the world demurred - Misjudged her, and demurred. Still on and up, from sphere to widening sphere, Till thorny paths bloomed with the rose of fame. Who once demurred, now followed with acclaim: The hiss died in the cheer - The loud applauding cheer. She stood triumphant in that radiant hour, Man's mental equal, and competitor. But ah! the cost! from out the heart of her Had gone love's motive power - Love's all-compelling power. THE VOICE I dreamed a Voice, of one God-authorised, Cried loudly thro' the world, 'Disarm! Disarm!' And there was consternation in the camps; |
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