Signing of the Compact, The. 5 - Emigration -

Down through the vistas of time we may see a thousand communities
Settled in mountain gorge, on seacoast or island or prairie,
Growing too dense for the fields to support, with scant opportunities
Granted the young to found homes, to prosper, since Nature is chary.

Then with the sword-gift from sires, the blessing of mothers, audaciously
Facing the fortune of war, the peril of shipwreck, starvation,
Forth have the youths adventured bravely where sea or land spaciously
Lured to the voyage or the march to establish a rivalrous nation.

They were the sons of the homeland, they took the language and lore with them,
Customs ancestral they cherished, the cult of the gods they transplanted,
Memories sweet and mighty traditions and songs they bore with them,
New poems also they made and thus in their exile they chanted:
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