party is, on the whole, better than another; that no politi¬
cal creed does more than shadow forth, imperfectly forth,
some one side of political truth; and it is only when we
begin to see this that we can feel that pity for mankind,
that sympathy with man's disappointments and follies,
and his natural human hopes, Avhich have such a little time
of growth, and such sure season of decay.
Patriotism is a sentiment broader than factions or par¬
ties, higher and deeper than political dogmas, the safe¬
guard of our individual and national liberties. The Xegro
needs friends. His friends, those who may be made his
friends, are to be found in all the political parties in
Then let us from this 16th day of April, 1891, renew
our trust in God, and Avith concern in our hearts for all
humanity, "with malice towards none, with charity for
all," with the divine afflatus upon us, we can sing with pa¬
triotic ardor in the language of him whom we can claim in
common Avith other Americans as our Longfellow:
Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State!
Sail on, O Union, strong and great!
Humanity with all its fears,
Writh all the hopes of future years,
Is hanging breathless on thy fate!
We know what Master laid thy keel,
What Workman wrought thy ribs of steel,
Who made each mast, and sail and rope,
What anvils rang, Avhat hammers beat,
In what a forge and what a heat
Were shaped the anchors of thy hope.
Fear not each sudden sound and shock,
'Tis of the wave and not the rock;
'Tis but the flapping of the sail,
And not a rent made by the gale;
In spite of rock and tempest's roar,
In spite of false lights on the shore,
Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea!
Our hearts, our hopes, are all Avith thee,
Our hearts, our hopes, otu1 prayers, our tears,
Our faith triumphant o'e^ our fears,
Are all with thee—are all with thee!