'Neath the goad of brute oppression,
Blunderings of fierce fools of fad,
Demoniacal possession
Of red rage at law unjust,
I can check with calm compassion;
But must firmly crush to dust
Murder—in the newest fashion.
Dynamite as Freedom's friend?
'Tis the foul fiend's latest juggle.
We must fight it to the end,