and go While countless generations pass away. (1913) PANAMA HYMN* WENDELL PHILLIPS STAFFORD The earth is on her knees. Thou, Thou didst give our hand the might To hew the hemisphere in twain And level for these waters bright The mountain with the main. *Reprinted by special permission from the author and The Atlantic Monthly. From poisoned jungle and strand, Where the crumbling wrecks of failure Lay sunk in the torrid sandDerelicts of old desperate hopes And venal contraband: ΙΟ |