THE DEMOCRATIC CHANT.
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“ I sing not of heroes, for all flesh is goodly. alike in the main ; J claim jjO advantage of birth or possession, I share what I gain ; I stand with ray fellows I need them: together we thrive or we fall, The sin and the sorrow of one is the sorrow and sin of us all; Society holds us and folds us in fetters far firmer than bras-, ’Tis as crops of the o: em, as leaves of the oak tree, as green blades of grass; ’Tis the pageant of millions that mores us to marvel, the measureless sweep Of the fields of the harvest, fhe gloom of the forest, the roar of the deep, And my spirit in rapture flings forth a proud jrtean, caresses the whole ; "We lend to each other our best and bravest— I give you my soul— If ay, ’tis not my soul, ’tis the soul of a nation that heats in this song; For myself, I am nothing, I rank with the file, I am one with the throng.”
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Southern Cross, Volume 2, Issue 16, 21 July 1894, Page 3
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179THE DEMOCRATIC CHANT. Southern Cross, Volume 2, Issue 16, 21 July 1894, Page 3
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