ANTHEM 
  
  
Gone are the ghosts and gods, 
  
Fear’s strangled emerods, 
  
Thought’s spider snares; 
  
Dead are the craven creeds; 
  
Truth demands noble deeds, 
  
All free man dares. 
  
  
Men, be your own recourse! 
  
Waste not your fire and force 
  
In fatuous prayers! 
  
Better, come cannily 
  
Down on the enemy, 
  
Set them to theirs 
  
  
Free from the bogle faith, 
  
False fear and wastrel wraith, 
  
From shame and guilt, 
  
Rise, in thine own self-awe, 
  
Live to the living law: 
  
Do what thou wilt!