CLEAR THE WAY.
Men of thought, he up, and stirring,
Night and day,
sow the seed-withdraw the curtain –
Clear the way.
Men of action, aid and cheer them,
as ye may,
There’s a fount about to stream,
There’s a light about to gleam,
There’s a warmth about to glow,
There’s a flower about to bloom,
There’s a midnight blackness changing into grey,
Men of thought, and men of action,
Clear the way.
Once the welcome light has broken,
Who shall say
What the unimagined glories
Of the day?
What the evil that shall perish
In its ray?
Aid the downing tongue and pen;
Aid it, hopes of honest men,
Aid it, paper-aid it, type-
Aid it, for the hour is ripe,
And our earnest must not slacken into play.
Men of thought and men or action,
Clear the way.
Lo, a cloud’s about to vanish
From the day;
And a brazen wrong to crumble
Into clay.
Lo, the right’s about to conquer;
Clear the way.
With the right shall many more
Enter smiling at the door;
With the giant, wrong shall fall
Many others, great, and small,
That for ages one have held us
For their prey,
Men of thought, and men of action,
Clear the way. -Chas. Mackay.