Author: Roger Vincent Jasaitis

• For Conscience’ Sake

  The leveled gun, the battle-brand, We may not take; But Calmly loyal, we can stand And suffer with our suffering kind For conscience’ sake And we may tread the sick-bed floors Where strong men pine, And, down the groaning corridors, Pour freely from our liberal stores The oil and the Wine. John Greenleaf Whittier  (Quaker,…