ARE YOU coming, Ivan, coming?--Ah, the ways are long and slow, In the vast land that we know not--and we never sought to know. We are watching through the daybreak, when the anxious night is done, For the dots upon the skyline--black against the rising sun; We are watching through the morning haze, and waiting through the night, For the long, dark, distant columns that proclaim the Muscovite!
Are you coming, Ivan, coming? (Oh! the world is growing gray With the terror of the future and the madness of to-day!) Are you marching, Ivan--forward? (Oh! the world is dark'ning fast, For the crimes of greater nations 'gainst the small ones in the past.) Yours, in part, to make atonement, so remember what you are! Ivan! Sing!--"The Slav is coming! On for Russia and the Czar!"
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