Brother, come! And let us go unto our God. And when we stand before Him I shall say -- "Lord, I do not hate, I am hated. I scourge no one, I am scourged. I covet no lands, My lands are coveted. I mock no peoples, My people are mocked." And, brother, what shall you say? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO HIS WIFE ON THE 16TH ANNIVERSARY OF HER WEDDING DAY, WITH A RING by SAMUEL BISHOP LIGHT [AND LOVE] by FRANCIS WILLIAM BOURDILLON ELEGY ON THYRZA by GEORGE GORDON BYRON A CRADLE SONG by PADRAIC COLUM |