Upton Sinclair, ed. (1878–1968). rn The Cry for Justice: An Anthology of the Literature of Social Protest. 1915.The Internationale
Eugene Pottier(Hymn of the revolutionary working-class of all nations)
Arise, ye wretched of the earth,
For Justice thunders condemnation,
A better world’s in birth.
No more tradition’s chains shall bind us,
Arise, ye slaves! No more in thrall!
The earth shall rise on new foundations,
We have been naught, we shall be all.
’Tis the final conflict,
Let each stand in his place,
The International Party
Shall be the human race.
The kings of mine and rail and soil!
What would you read in all their story
But how they plundered toil?
Fruits of the people’s work are buried
In the strong coffers of a few;
In voting for their restitution
The men will only ask their due.(Refrain)
The party we of all who work;
The earth belongs to us, the people,
No room here for the shirk.
How many on our flesh have fattened!
But if the noisome birds of prey
Shall vanish from our sky some morning,
The blessed sunlight still will stay.(Refrain)