If his eyes would behold the light.
To--the--Night,--
To--the--Night,--
To the darkness and the sorrow of the Night,--
Came--the--Light,
Came--the--Light,
Came the Wonder and the Glory of the Light.

There are wanderers still, without ever a guide,
Out there on the fringe of the Night,
They are bond and blind,--to their darkness resigned,
With never a wish for the Light.
To--their--Night,--
To--their--Night,--
To the darkness and the sorrow of their Night,
Take--the--Light!
Take--the--Light!
Take the Wonder and the Glory of the Light!


SOUTH

We come from the land of the blazing sun,
From the land that was blacker than night,--
From the white-hot sand of the Great Dark Land,
Where Might was the only Right.
To--the--Night,--
To--the--Night,--
To the darkness and the sorrow of the Night,
Came--the--Light,