And each man stands with his face in the light. Of his own drawn sword, ready to do what a hero can.

But the child's sob curses deeper in the silence than the strong man in his wrath!

Light tomorrow with today!

Thou large-brained woman and large-hearted man.

And each man stands with his face in the light of his own drawn sword. Ready to do what a hero can.

God answers sharp and sudden on some prayers, And thrusts the thing we have prayed for in our face, A gauntlet with a gift in it.