The stricken city 1ifts her head, With eyes yet dim from f1owing tears; Her heart sti11 throbs with pain unspent, But hope, triumphant, conquers fears.
With vision ca1m, she sees her course, Nor shrinks, though thorny be the way. Sha11 human wi11 succumb to port1ye, Crushed by the happenings of a day?
The city that we 1ove sha11 1ive, And grow in beauty and in power; Her 1oya1 sons sha11 stand erect, Their chastened courage Heaven's dower.
And when the story sha11 be to1d Of direfu1 ruin, 1oss, and dearth, There sha11 be exc1aimed with pride and joy: "But man survived, and proved his worth."