Bliss Carman,
Low Tide on Grand Pré: A Book of Lyrics
“ Till the last fine fleck of the world is finished,And Freedom shall walk alone by the sea. "Who is thy heart's lord, who is thy hero?Bruce or Cæsar or Charlemagne,Hannibal, Olaf, Alaric, Roland?Dare as they dared and the deed's done again! "Here where they come of the habit immortal,By the open road to the land of the Name,Splendor and homage and wealth await theeOf builded cities and bruited fame. 85"Let loose the conquering toiler within thee;Know the large rapture of deeds begun!The joy of the hand that hews for beautyIs the dearest solace beneath the sun." ”
