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One voice. by Minnie Fry. One who sat at home in silence Saw the army hurrying by, And her thoughts gave echo faintly To their eager battle-cry. “Ah!” she sang, “some wrong is hidden Under all our high endeavor; We shall fail, and fail forever, Till we work as we are bidden; Till the last red chain we sever, Linking us to sin and wrong. What although the tie be strong? Yet the spirit sword is stronger, Keen to sever good from ill; Ready, when we doubt no longer, All God's purpose to fulfil, Ready, waiting for our hand; Shall our hands hang slack beside us, Idle till some good betide us While the war-cloud glooms the land?” “Rise, O youth, in strength and glory, Age with wisdom deep and calm; Minstrel tune for lofty story; Women pour the healing balm. Let the earth feel your upstarting; Shame on those who careless stand, While the glory is departing From the threshold of our land; Come with freedom for the nation, Freedom for each man therein; Spread the glorious proclamatio