Give me O God to sing that thought,
Give me, give him or her I love this quenchless faith
In Thy ensemble, whatever else withheld withhold not
     from us,
Belief in plan of Thee enclosed in Time and Space,
Health, peace, salvation universal.

Is it a dream?
Nay but the lack of it the dream,
And failing it life's lore and wealth a dream,
And all the world a dream.

1874 1881


                      COME my tan-faced children,
Follow well in order, get your weapons ready,
Have you your pistols? have you your sharp-edged axes?
                      Pioneers! O pioneers!

                      For we cannot tarry here,
We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of
We the youthful sinewy races, all the rest on us depend,
                      Pioneers! O pioneers!

                      O you youths, Western youths,
So impatient, full of action, full of manly pride and
Plain I see you Western youths, see you tramping with the
                      Pioneers! O pioneers!

                      Have the elder races halted?
Do they droop and end their lesson, wearied over there
     beyond the seas?

We take up the task eternal, and the burden and the
                      Pioneers! O pioneers!

                      All the past we leave behind,
We debouch upon a newer mightier world, varied world,
Fresh and strong the world we seize, world of labor and
     the march,
                      Pioneers! O pioneers!

                      We detachments steady throwing,
Down the edges, through the passes, up the mountains steep,
Conquering, holding, daring, venturing as we go the unknown
                      Pioneers! O pioneers!

                      We primeval forests felling,
We the rivers stemming, vexing we and piercing deep the mines
We the surface broad surveying, we the virgin soil upheaving,
                      Pioneers! O pioneers!

                      Colorado men are we,
From the peaks gigantic, from the great sierras and the high
From the mine and from the gully, from the hunting trail we
                      Pioneers! O pioneers!

                      From Nebraska, from Arkansas,
Central inland race are we, from Missouri, with the continental
     blood intervein'd,
All the hands of comrades clasping, all the Southern, all the
                      Pioneers! O pioneers!

                      O resistless restless race!
O beloved race in all! O my breast aches with tender love for
O I mourn and yet exult, I am rapt with love for all,
                      Pioneers! O pioneers!

                      Raise the mighty mother mistress,
Waving high the delicate mistress, over all the starry mistress,
     (bend your heads all,)
Raise the fang'd and warlike mistress, stern, impassive,
     weapon'd mistress,
                      Pioneers! O pioneers!

                      See my children, resolute children,
By those swarms upon our rear we must never yield or falter,
Ages back in ghostly millions frowning there behind us urging,
                      Pioneers! O pioneers!

                      On and on the compact ranks,
With accessions ever waiting, with the places of the dead
     quickly fill'd,
Through the battle, through defeat, moving yet and never
                      Pioneers! O pioneers!

                      O to die advancing on!
Are there some of us to droop and die? has the hour come?
Then upon the march we fittest die, soon and sure the gap is
                      Pioneers! O pioneers!

                      All the pulses of the world,
Falling in they beat for us, with the Western movement beat,
Holding single or together, steady moving to the front, all
     for us,
                      Pioneers! O pioneers!


  By PanEris using Melati.

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