Poem by Florence Earle Coates

“Victi Resurgunt”

Heroes with eloquent flags unfurled
⁠      Have trumpeted loudly their just elation,
But the voice that hath sunk to the heart of the world
      ⁠Is the voice of renunciation.

It nothing vaunts, nor with idle sound
      ⁠Perplexes the currents of human feeling,
But speaks with the accent and note profound
⁠      Of deep unto deep appealing.

And Earth—who worships her victims slain—
⁠      To faith's redeeming doth first awaken,
Recalling who, giving themselves in vain,
⁠      Seemed, even in death, forsaken!

1. An Idler
2. Probation
3. Before the Hour
4. Veiled
5. Tennyson

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