Through this May night, if one great ghost should stray

With deep remembering eyes,

Where that old meadow of battle smiles away

Its blood-stained memories,

If Washington should walk, where friend and foe
Sleep and forget the past,

Be sure his unquenched heart would leap to know
Their hosts are joined at last.

Be sure he walks, in shadowy buff and blue,
Where those dim lilacs wave.

He bends his head to bless, as dreams come true,
The promise of that grave;

Then, with a vaster hope than thought can scan,
Touching his ancient sword,

Prays for that mightier realm of God in man:
"Hasten thy kingdom, Lord.

"Land of new hope, land of the singing stars,
Type of the world to be,

The vision of a world set free from wars
Takes life, takes form from thee;
Where all the jarring nations of this earth,
Beneath the all-blessing sun,

Bring the new music of mankind to birth,
And make the whole world one."

And those old comrades rise around him there,

Old foemen, side by side,

With eyes like stars upon the brave night air,
And young as when they died,

GROUP AT DEDICATION OF MONUMENT.

Captain Cornelius, Canadian Army.

President Hibben of Princeton University.
Mr. M. Taylor Pyne.

Captain de Fourmestraux, French Army.
Mr. Alfred Noyes.

L.PRARY

LINOX

CLONS

To hear your bells, O beautiful Princeton towers,
Ring for the world's release.

They see you, piercing like gray swords through flowers, And smile from hearts at peace.

In grief the fair face seems-
What means those sudden gleams?
Our antique pride from dreams
Starts up, and beams

Its conquering glance,

To make our sad hearts dance,
And wake in woods hushed long
The wild bird's song.
Angel of Day!

Our Hope, Love, Stay,

Thy countenance

Lights land and sea
Eternally,

Thy name is France

Or Verity.

As halcyons in May,
O nations, in his ray
Float and bask for aye,
Nor know decay!

One arm upraised to heaven

Seals the past forgiven;

One holds a sword

To quell hell's horde,
Angel of God!

Thy wings stretch broad

As heaven's expanse!
To shield and free
Humanity!

Thy name is France,

Or Liberty!