Wilt thou, uncalled, interrogate, Wilt thou not ope thy heart to know Verdict which accumulates From lengthening scroll of human fates, Voice of earth to earth returned, Prayers of saints that inly burned, — As God lives, is permanent; Hearts are dust, hearts' loves remain ; Built he heaven stark and cold; Built of tears and sacred flames, I CONCORD HYMN SUNG AT THE COMPLETION OF THE BATTLE MONUMENT, JULY 4, 18372 By the rude bridge that arched the flood, Here once the embattled farmers stood The foe long since in silence slept; Alike the conqueror silent sleeps; And Time the ruined bridge has swept Down the dark stream which seaward creeps. |