A NEW EARTH

By Hannah Lavinia Baily

I have dreamed a sweet dream; I have seen a fair vision;

I have looked the wide universe o'er;

And earth's nations arise in a glory elysian —

They do not learn war any more.

There are music and mirth; there are childhood's sweet voices,

Winsome age lends its placid charm there;

There are laughter and glee as when home-life rejoices

Unshadowed by sorrow or care.

In all noble achievement, all worthy endeavor,

Men in kindly ambition contend;

But the valiant of heart may yet know he hath ever

In his sturdiest foeman a friend.

Nevermore the proud boast or the haughty defiance;—

Without end shall His kingdom increase;

‘ Tis the day of all nations in Holy Alliance,

‘ Tis the reign of truth, justice, and peace.

Nevermore shall a nation lift sword against nation,

The dominion of Hatred is o'er;

‘ Tis the triumph of Love,‘ tis the dawn of Christ's kingdom,

They shall not learn war any more.