<h2><SPAN name="page89"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>SISTERS OF MINE</h2>
<p class="poetry"><span class="smcap">Sisters</span>, sisters of
mine, have we done what we could<br/>
In all the old ways, through all the new days,<br/>
To better the race and to make life sweet and good?<br/>
Have we played the full part that was ours in the start,<br/>
Sisters of mine?</p>
<p class="poetry">Sisters, sisters of mine, as we hurry along<br/>
To a larger world, with our banners unfurled,<br/>
The battle-cry on lips where once was Love’s old song,<br/>
Are we leaving behind better things than we find,<br/>
Sisters of mine?</p>
<p class="poetry">Sisters, sisters of mine, through the march in
the street,<br/>
<SPAN name="page90"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>Through
turmoil and din, without, and within,<br/>
As we gain something big do we lose something sweet?<br/>
In the growth of our might is our grace lost to sight?<br/>
As new powers unfold do we <i>love</i> as of old,<br/>
Sisters of mine?</p>
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