Home Lyrics by H. S. (Hannah S.) Battersby
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TO THE MUSEUM COMMITTEE. O ye in power, thus placed to minister To every pressing local, social claim, Of those who gave you this authority, Trusting you to act wisely in their name, See that the precious heirloom of our race, For which our fathers suffered, toiled and bled, Our glorious Constitution, Britain's pride, Be to the people's rights in justice wed. Withhold not from them what in trust ye guard, For calm enjoyment on the day of rest, By opening parks, museums, libraries, That their closed treasures be enjoyed with zest. Why should our city's priceless treasures not Be freely open on the day of rest, That the inspiring thoughts of noble minds Be to the people thus divinely blest? And if the masses do not agitate, For free admission to these works of art, This fact adds reason more why cultured men, Should lead them in these joys to share a part. This day was made for man, not he for it, And should he to him of all days the best, For moral, physical and mental life, |
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