O sacrificial throng whose lives
Build up the yawning deeps
O’er which we pass reflectively
To broader lights and sweeps.
Know, that we hold with reverence
The signal price you paid,
And all our trophies, one by one,
Upon your bier are laid.
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To the Martyred
by Georgia Douglas Johnson
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