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Down the dark future, through long generations, The echoing sounds grow fainter, and then cease! And like a bell with solemn sweet vibrations, I hear once more the voice of Christ say “Peace!” Peace! and no longer from its brazen portals The blast of war’s great organ shakes the skies; But, beautiful as songs of the immortals, The holiest melodies of love arise.
Down the dark future, through long generations, The echoing sounds grow fainter, and then cease! And like a bell with solemn sweet vibrations, I hear once more the voice of Christ say “Peace!” Peace! and no longer from its brazen portals The blast of war’s great organ shakes the skies; But, beautiful as songs of the immortals, The holiest melodies of love arise.
Attribution & collection notes
- Author or tradition
- Henry W. Longfellow
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- Not established
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- c. 1844 AD · industrial
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