1. Though we unveil the veils we yet will find
A dove with waterfowl in peace entwined

2. And lions in their dens with deer abide
As equals, free of rage and tyranny

3. Not this one preys on that, nor that takes fright
Of this one's wrong and boastful tyranny

4. As though the land's Mecca, and peace prevails
For beasts of blood and savage cruelty